Shades of Grey

Grey day

End of day

Malaise

Inside weeping

Searching for

Sun

But only find

Melancholy

Ennui

Even the nishkigoi

Are sluggish

And lethargic

Under my fingers

As the food floats

On the water

I use a finger

To ripple the surface

And one grabs a bit

And goes to the bottom of the pond

Tears well as I

Look up to the grey ski

I sigh deeply.

It is 4:30 pm here

In Hakone it is 5:30 am

You are sleeping.

I close my eyes

And in my head

I see your face

Calm

I wish I could touch

Your cheek

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