Red Neon Torii Gate
Is there a place for us
Lonely souls
In this big, glowing city?
How ironic
To feel solitarily
In a city of fourteen million
Been slinking in the shadows
For a while now
The light can be burning
Frightening
The shadows can be reassuring
Rapid
Train headache
The view from the windows
Street lights
Feeling warmth from
Only strangers
The red neon torii gate
Opens the door
From the mundane world
To the sacred
Our home
Of neon billboards
With the loud BGM
Pulsating through us
Vividly
This is where I belong
Light and darkness
Both embrace me
In warmth and
Serenity
Copyright © Shimokini The Abendrot Poet | Year Posted 2019
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