The Nagoya Friday Night Perspective

Shrouds Shrugged Off
Shrouds Which Remain

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Here sit I
a fly
on the wall
silent witness
to thoughts which
normally remain unsaid
cloistered
behind a shroud of
Political Correctness
when in the West

The voyage East
to the Land of Mystery
the shroud shrugged off
(sometimes with hesitance)
as the Newcomer
flexes
his rusty sexist lexicon
a shy glance here, there
and then declares
"Look at That One!
I'd fuck her in a Flash!"

he then smiles as his comrades
expatriates young and old
give Newcomer a fraternal
Slap! on the back and reinforce
his stance with a
"Fucking Right! I'd give it to her
too!"

As the girl they are referring to
blinks "Clink Clink" and smiles knowing,
understanding the words the
sentiments
but letting the shade and colour
of her skin, the shape of her eye
shroud her in feigned
innocence

I've travelled not East but
back in time