Dear Japan
I am tired
Of vertical society bullshit
This place is a jungle
Balding managerial lions
Lead prides of chuckling hyena recruits
To the watering holes every evening
Women are the prey
Fishnetted gazelles packed tight
For easy groping on morning trains
It's hard for me to keep seeing
Eye to eye when everyone takes their place
Up or down a social totem pole
As immobile as any carved in Canada
This son of the North
Has seen enough jungle
To last a lifetime