Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?

A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour

Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray

初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?

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?

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

Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply

Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?

Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…

Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them

Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed

A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle

The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays

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