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Martian Moonlight.
On the edge of Tokyo, absolute midnight.
I meet her here.
Among the castaways, runaways, and stowaways all lackadaisically killing time until the end of the world at a dregs of society family restaurant – Soon to become a government-sponsored franchise!
Me, watching; always watching: the JiyuGoths scribbling performance art onto-and-into tabletop counters. The miniskirts-and-thigh-high boots-in-winter vixens privately publicizing displays of affectionate arguments. The “Don’t Notice Me’s” behind the scenes of junkyard flea markets near the restrooms. I count thirteen neon-coloured JoyJoys, watch as their faces blossom into tropical fruit.
“Looking for someone?” she asks.
“Just looking,” I say.
It begins to rain. Lime-green lightning.
“Looks to me like you’re lost.”
How do I make it stop? How do I make it all go away?
“Or found…out.”
Someone squeals. Another screams. Then an explosion.
What follows is time-lapse pandemonium. Bodies wrestling in undirected motion. Loudspeaker warnings in Japanese that only incite the pornography. JSDF units spilling out of the cracks like corpulent bugs. A cacophony of shrieks and rush hour panic. 逃げろ！逃げろ！逃げろ！People clawing at-and-over each other. The ‘jin-horde gone berserk. Here is the end of the world.
No one escapes. Everything vanishes.
And I wake up lonely, as if she’d left me behind…
Posted by Invisibleye in: Experiences 
3 December, 2008 
Tags: Tokyo