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

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

Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal

初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?

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?

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

A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour

I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow

Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?

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

Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest

Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!

Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink

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