Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice

Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly

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

初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?

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

Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!

Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!

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

A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there

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

No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told

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