(2013)
Written for a great friend of mine.
A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
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…
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
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!
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
