A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs

My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old

Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life

Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart

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

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く

Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils

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 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 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

Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal

The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors

A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble

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