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

Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal

Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life

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…

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

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

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

初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?

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…

Twelve in numbered spin Once reaching double digits Feel the crisp brisk sweeps Sudden gentle remainders Subtle breath of orange array

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

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

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?