this is a poem. no, this is a striking poem. .. that's incorrect. this is a poem. this is a poem.
imperfection is a poem. this is too perfect; imperfekshun is a poem
(c) 2005 mai kozai
silence is also music. {6:25 AM}
Sunday, June 19, 2005
sixteen hours
it was similar to that accomplished feeling when the last puzzle piece fits perfectly in place; can you see the big picture now? april was a pleasant dream and a nightmare all in one, and may may have never existed, but june is only ten days away from nonexistence and i've a pencil in my hand so that in ten days, i will have july to sketch. the sun is setting now, i know, but here, day has only just begun. summers are romantic seasons willing to endure the burn. night time reminds us that we are not far apart as "wish you were here" postcards flood the sky.
(c) 2005 mai kozai, in japan
silence is also music. {7:25 PM}
the poet
mai sharona.
december 5, 1984.
davis, california.
a sucker for flowers.
