(2013)
Poem about how I tend to use romantic comedy shows (rom-com) or just watching shows in general for escapism.
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
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 spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
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?
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock
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:
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
