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

Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me

A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs

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

A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble

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

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

Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more

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

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

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く

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

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

Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest