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whatomic: November 2014
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My poetry, some stories, and Japanese music to flow. Sunday, November 30, 2014. To: Fullkawa Honpo- Haru no. Tuesday, November 25, 2014. To: Yanagi Nagi- Finder. Candy to nourish my brain. Studying in a dim lighted room,. Where one light bulb has already broken,. I listen to the same songs over and over. Note writing about the universe,. I can't remember the last time I saw daylight. I haven't written a poem in a while,. Wandering about the normalcy's of life. Is turning out to be so different. And I won...
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whatomic: July 2014
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My poetry, some stories, and Japanese music to flow. Friday, July 25, 2014. To: Coldplay- Hurts like Heaven. Responding to the world's spin,. Responding to the moon. Reflecting each other,. An earth and sky love affair. Attempting to meet me before I go. Attempting to walk along the beach. With it's own two legs,. And with it's sweet, fresh, and cold breath. Kiss the warm lungs. Of a human, as nonexistent. As a single grain of sand. Old man and his daughter. Arm in arm, strolling down the line. That is w...
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whatomic: July 2015
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My poetry, some stories, and Japanese music to flow. Thursday, July 30, 2015. To: zankyou no terror ost. The crow flies over. The trees and mushrooms below. In the city's rain. A girl looks upon. The diseased corpse of a cat. Melting on the street. Darkened clouds ride on. By souls of the dead. She pulls her hair back. Eats a can of spaghetti. It's above her head. Did you see the bird? As it arched across the sky. Did you see the bird? Thursday, July 16, 2015. It's Not the End of the World. (Yet). If my ...
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My poetry, some stories, and Japanese music to flow. Thursday, July 30, 2015. To: zankyou no terror ost. The crow flies over. The trees and mushrooms below. In the city's rain. A girl looks upon. The diseased corpse of a cat. Melting on the street. Darkened clouds ride on. By souls of the dead. She pulls her hair back. Eats a can of spaghetti. It's above her head. Did you see the bird? As it arched across the sky. Did you see the bird? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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My poetry, some stories, and Japanese music to flow. Friday, August 14, 2015. It's after midnight,. On a Thursday night,. In these past two weeks. Typing with a tissue. Glued to my face. Is never a good addition. To anything, really. I'm tired, and somewhat emotional. I'm sorry you must be reading this. How long ago was yesterday;. Is it still within my grasp? A little lightheaded as. I am prohibited from taking a shower. The cat in my room. Whines whenever I leave at night. She and I are somewhat alike.
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whatomic: May 2015
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My poetry, some stories, and Japanese music to flow. Wednesday, May 27, 2015. 5/26/15 3:55 AM Lucy Rose- Shiver. Your umbrella drips dry in the rain,. The shadows on the wall a part of you. In the gray morning, you look out your window. For the persimmon tree you used to talk to. The boat in the painting sails without a soul,. Across the gap in your heart you refuse to see. You open a book full of the pieces of someone else,. To distract the dragon when it gets too hungry. And then build it up again.
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whatomic: October 2014
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My poetry, some stories, and Japanese music to flow. Friday, October 31, 2014. Evening on Rainy Bridge. Evening on Rainy Bridge. Walk, walk,. Walking on across a rainy bridge,. As the cold nature continues straight through me. Tip, tap,. A young man with an umbrella,. Waiting excitedly for his yet-to-be-seen lover,. He doesn't see me as I pass through. Mew, mew,. Mewing pitifully in a soggy cardboard box. Black and white kitten. Wet and abandoned, I have no warmth to offer. Beep, beep,. Sway, sway,.
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whatomic: February 2015
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My poetry, some stories, and Japanese music to flow. Wednesday, February 18, 2015. To: Nightwalker- cover himawari (向日葵). People in the trees,. Walking with your head down. Dogs on leashes,. Tugging to smell someones excrete. The whistle from the train station,. Calling out for me to leave. Everywhere you go,. Thousands of one-way windows. Lasagna without hamburger,. Disliking the cup of tea you serve me,. The grins of the crowd are sunshine. Talk to me because I'm alone,. Sighing over your normal life,.
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whatomic: August 2015
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My poetry, some stories, and Japanese music to flow. Tuesday, August 18, 2015. To: Gumi- Yuurei (midoriinu). It's an unresponsive emergency. Where no justice has ever existed. What's right or wrong? The crying child in the corner of the room. Seems to be invisible to you. Pick and pull at the strings;. They stare and question what you are. If you walked down to where they died,. Even you wouldn't be the same. Less than human, yet more,. There's no place for you to belong. Tell me exactly what I should be.
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whatomic: December 2014
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My poetry, some stories, and Japanese music to flow. Saturday, December 27, 2014. To: 東方ボーカル) Shibayan Records- ・ー・・ ーーー ・・・ー ・. You watch them from the screen;. People wearing dog tags, cat tags,. Chasing each other around in a boring game. Of cat and mouse. Chomping, bored,. On a can of potato chips, you. Watch the world from security cameras,. With this horribly tedious. Sighing, you open the cheap red notebook,. Marking down the times, places, and actions. Those easily visible drug dealers and. It's ...
