Stuck in a dark room.
With a painful cry;
No echo
A beating heart-
Muted.
In a silent hole,
An anguished being.
Dies.
The consequences of a wavering mind.
Happiness fluxes
As a wisp of thin air,
And waving hands eagerly try;
Yet there's nothing.
Perpetually bleached.
Bare.
Get to know Issey Miyake’s innovative A-POC ABLE line as it arrives in the
UK
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As A-POC ABLE Issey Miyake launches in London this week, designer Yoshiyuki
Miyamae gives Wallpaper* the lowdown on the experimental Issey Miyake
offshoot
11 hours ago