Learning Japanese (poem by Rem Koolhaas)- could relate to capsule building

Tokyo:
Japan, 7 days later.
First impression: the vastness
and shamelessness of its ugliness

Being on intimate terms with the
utilitarian is major strength:
no frills, ever.

Europe, and even America, try
(with more or less success)
to create situations where
everything is as "good" as possible;
Japan lives (serenely?) with drastic
segregation between
the sublime, the ugly,
and the utterly without qualities.

Dominance of the last 2 categories
makes mere presence of the first
stunning:
when beauty "happens,"
it is absolutely suprising.

Schedule
Japanese schedule:
written prison that blocks freedom,
excludes imporvisation, eliminates possiblity,
voids time, plans non-event.
Instead of obligations embedded in generic
free time, free time in Japan
is exceptional condition excavated from
general condition of obligation.

Only free time that day- midnight:
run around Imperial Palace; darkness;
fall; deep wound.  Trail of blood
back to hotel.
Ambulance crew entirely covered
in what seem man-sized
condoms, medical riot gear
(foreighner's blood considered dangerous).

Medical care: traditional.
First Tokyo visit:
untraditional; horizontal, immobile.
Think about it.

Blue
Fukuoka: young pink Chicago around
a blue bay.
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more- will scan the rest of poem from s, m, l, xl.