Tokyo Star (experimentation in an Asian pop art bar)

Twisted baby blue
red and candy floss pink
everyone I know in
a place fill of japanese kitsch
lies plastered on faces
puppy dog eyes
on dark haired men
jacket and ties
with golf shirts and jeans
women in recycled fabrics
a thrift store forgot.

Bright loud
uninhibited colour
set against concrete
grey and stone
A room fill of people
a room to best feel alone
a passage way reminiscent
of pre school
especially when all the big kids go home