(2013)
Poem about how I tend to use romantic comedy shows (rom-com) or just watching shows in general for escapism.
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
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
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
Twelve in numbered spin Once reaching double digits Feel the crisp brisk sweeps Sudden gentle remainders Subtle breath of orange array
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
The end of the road A distance we all travel Darkness as moonlight Spreads over stone and flowers That litter our path ahead
Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice
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
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
