Between my first and three hundredth hello,
I could still never quite land my feet in a place...

It's not the perfection in which
this piece was written, it's the musician...

What if you woke up and the world was no longer...
It's dark all day, [what is day?] no sense of time...

Senryu Chain-
Recall...

They sit behind me, whispering
with tones meant for morbid scenes...

The notice before me is a parasite,
no longer matter that I'm musing over...

You can't fly
[I know I can't...

Days ago she had something to say;
now the toilet seat has become a comfort...

Autumn and spring are written in your heels;
they are brothers and sisters you may not...

I thought this poem would be about me,
typed up in a gloomy room where moonlight...

"This hurts forever.
I know you'll never marry a man like this&quot...

Snow is the stack of cards,
maybe aces who are looking...