Golden Tower
The gleaming spiral tower
stabs the sky with gold
built on the forgotten foundation
of the humbler architect
Dark Indigo
The dark indigo
speck in me
I cannot grasp
is still there
How Strange
Every existence
Every day
Every instant
Detaches effortlessly
Like wind-blown tree leaves
The Permanence of Sadness
There is a knot of ice
Hardened like your corpse
That is so uniquely mine
Mystery
Don’t withdraw too far from the question
Don’t rush too close in need of the answer
Walk the narrow path of diving into the question
At Dawn
The night is the most ruthless
before dawn, until a golden bean illuminated the
long-forgotten peaks of the distant mountains
Trip
It’s just a trip
It’s just a trip
It’s just a trip that’s gonna end