(2013)
Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
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:
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
The end of the road A distance we all travel Darkness as moonlight Spreads over stone and flowers That litter our path ahead
Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
To grasp at the root This longing for the seasons Hidden deep, deep down To say it’s just “Natural,” Would only scratch the leaf-tops
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
