(2013)
Wrote this after commuting to school one foggy day.
Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
The end of the road A distance we all travel Darkness as moonlight Spreads over stone and flowers That litter our path ahead
A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
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
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…
I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
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:
