Kyoto

I'm at the Kyoto Sushi and Grill
and then I'll wander some more
and explore.
But for now the scent wafts
from the hibachi.
And people chat and throw
their heads back when they laugh.
I sit across the great window;
Red seats, Red bar, Sleek Black lines.
Journey on the radio,
takes me back to hot summer days,
makes me smile.
Everyone knows the song.
Heads bop as they sing along.
Aware of it or not,
on a bright palm tree specked spring day,
it gives me a small thrill
'cause for a hot minute
we're all singing the blues of the night
at the Kyoto Sushi and Grill.


3/24/2011