This is life?
This is crazy...
What is this feeling?
This tightness in my throat...
Once again the time has come
A sacred time...
I looked across and saw
sparks, streaming, exploding, the smoke rising...
A pencil skitters across my desk.
I'm ready for a break from studying...
My eyes are sore from staring for so long,
but they won't stay closed, either...
Nature,
It isn’t just...
What was I thinking
When I took that leap...
Is this world an old place?
Worn out, like a t-shirt of ten years...
In complete solitude
I may someday stand...
Yesterday, yesterday
what a word, what a day...