(2013)
More of a contemplative poem about a moment of emptiness.
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
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…
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
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…
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays