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

To grasp at the root This longing for the seasons Hidden deep, deep down To say it’s just “Natural,” Would only scratch the leaf-tops

To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished

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?

Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens

To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling

初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?

Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…

Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart

Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me

A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there

Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…

Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly