(2013)
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
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?
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
Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life
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:
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow
A natural fog Too tired to remember Dowsing memories Broken alarm clock weeping Woe be to his faint tick, tock
Perplexity breathes Into the hearts of all men In heart beat matters We shy our true intent like An elephant in the vent
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
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
