(2013)
Written for a great friend of mine.
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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
Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream
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…
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com
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:
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply