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

The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors

Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…

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

To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished

To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling

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

My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old

My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…

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

Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens

To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com

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

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