Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin

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

Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly

To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling

Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me

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

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

Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life

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

Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths

Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply

Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray

A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour

初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?

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