(2013)
To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?
Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?
To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com
Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
Tonight I awoke to an orange hori… one that I had never greeted befor… It took me back, to the days of ce… and disregard for the ticking of c… Part two:
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
I guess it’s about that time again time for another pointless relapse Time, like a dusty album record Spinning, around and around on end I want the needle to break or veer…
