Analysis of On a beach near Tokyo

two bikinied angels
squint to the West in
search of love.
They prop each other up,
bought blond head to
bought blond head.

Their bodies teeter
on six-inch soles through
the gauntlet of their
fourteenth year, and irony

weighs them down in giggles
that sing from
souls as thin as ancient
parchment and
as brittle.