(2013)
Written for a great friend of mine.
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:
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
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…
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream
