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

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…

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 stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs

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

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

Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?

初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?

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

愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く

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

Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice

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