(2013)
Wrote this after commuting to school one foggy day.
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
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
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
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
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…
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
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…
