Breathing the air of tomorrow

September 7th 2005 10:00PM

Breathing the air of tomorrow:
Typhoon 14 made landfall over Hokkaido a few hours ago
and like a giant pinwheel twisting the atmosphere
pushes autumn air down to Tokyo
like twirling the hand of a giant clock forward
and I breathe the air of tomorrow
gurgling like rivers of ink through the trees of Komazawa Park.

Inhaling the scent of yesterday:
Enveloping myself in a jacket (pulled from deep inside my closet)
against the unexpected chill I smell the fragrance
of a fabric softener I used up long ago.
I transect the jogging course from south to north
and sit by a silent fountain in the dark.
Anytime but now.
Please let it be.