(2013)
Poem about how I tend to use romantic comedy shows (rom-com) or just watching shows in general for escapism.
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…
Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name
The end of the road A distance we all travel Darkness as moonlight Spreads over stone and flowers That litter our path ahead
Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!
Twelve in numbered spin Once reaching double digits Feel the crisp brisk sweeps Sudden gentle remainders Subtle breath of orange array
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
