(2013)
Wrote this after commuting to school one foggy day.
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
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…
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
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
Twelve in numbered spin Once reaching double digits Feel the crisp brisk sweeps Sudden gentle remainders Subtle breath of orange array
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
The words are muffled and shifting… The pounding won’t stop, the fraye… I hold onto a thread, a little blu… The tension is mine; it is a pain… Frenzied energy drains from my fin…
