(2013)
Sometimes I tend to over think things or get too caught up in my own thoughts.
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal
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…
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
