(2013)
#Dark #Flower #Road #StoneTanka #Travel
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
The words are muffled and shifting… The pounding won’t stop, the fraye… I hold onto a thread, a little blu… The tension is mine; it is a pain… Frenzied energy drains from my fin…
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!
Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…
Twelve in numbered spin Once reaching double digits Feel the crisp brisk sweeps Sudden gentle remainders Subtle breath of orange array
Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
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
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays