No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told

Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils

Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く

My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…

The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors

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…

Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths

Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed

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

Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?

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

Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice