(2013)
poem about how sometimes you really just can't force your poems out.
A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble
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:
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 waking From formless blinking through dre… Please, just one more year! Surprised to glance the moon’s fac… An hour before her phase
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name
Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
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…
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
