COLLIDE
I am the East
because I love the smell of tatami floorings
and the tiny little ramen shops
I am the West
because I know how to smile to strangers
and to dance like no one’s watching at a local diner
I am the East tonight
sitting in an izakaya
listening to the men talk how
their wives never agree with them
Sipping on Kamotsuru
looking for answers in the city of Kanda
I am the West tonight
sitting on a friend’s couch
with cheap beer and endless conversations of our biggest dreams
An empty box of pizza lay on the carpet
my mind wanders off
to that one night in the city of Dallas
The two lines parallel and sometimes intersecting
In a world where billions of souls intertwine
My soul is a home where two worlds collide
lost in translation
somewhere in between
Angles 