The Bus to Huelva. November 11, 2007
I sit on the bus
looking out at Barcelona
trying to decide what
a good samurai respects.
At first I think he respects
politesse and a fine blade. Then,
I think he respects violence.
Then I think that he respects everything.
Then I think that he respects everything
Then I think of bullfighters.
What they share is insolence
towards death. It makes perfect sense;
Of course the cost is high.