(2013)
Sometimes I tend to over think things or get too caught up in my own thoughts.
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
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…
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
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…
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
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
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
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
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…
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:
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
