To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?

A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there

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

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く

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

Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils

The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays

Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…

Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest

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…

A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock

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…