don’t break their hands


in keiko, we enter the case anew.
in keiko, we enter the case anew.
flick flick! look!


sitting on the veranda,
amaterasu oho no kami radiates brightly.
samurai sits close by,
on the left: the master, saotome.

“people working, you know secretary?,” sensei gestures typing.
“no breaking… their hands.”
“[ this is their ] livelihood.”

sensei looks out to the horizon.
“sometimes people working, secretary? computer professional?”
“don’t break… their hands,” he gestures,
looking down at his hands.

“you understand?”
“yes sensei.”


arrow shot, mark known.
door shown, door opened.

great light remains,
thank you great master.

for the benefit of
all sentient beings.