Ground Zero

i seem to remember a sunroof sky full of kanji and silk wisteria dancing across the wind my daughter laughing in that so saturated face as friend and i sit down to a morning game i swore i would take advantage of his saké rejuvenation i seem to remember the taste of my wife's lips so sweet a touch of harmony quickly replaced by the happy wet kiss of my child giggling so to almost annoy this fierce competition my new pocket watch stating with such fine western precision you have time to champion it's only 8:13 i seem to remember wind chimes singing with laughter and graceful chatter that so rose to cacophony as i anticipate movement in this whirl and rash of mans humanity i seem to remember a distant sound of wings floating across this eastern sky of eyes squinting to see and my child suddenly turning white the brightest white the hottest white the darkest white i shall never see… i can't seem to remember where i left my soul i think it's where my shadow left a halo burned into the ground