(2013)
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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
Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice
A sudden waking From formless blinking through dre… Please, just one more year! Surprised to glance the moon’s fac… An hour before her phase
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
I guess it’s about that time again time for another pointless relapse Time, like a dusty album record Spinning, around and around on end I want the needle to break or veer…
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
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
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told