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

Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed

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

A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle

A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour

Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart

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

Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow

Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!

My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old

初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?

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

To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished

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

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