(from 'a Wilderness')

(from 'a wilderness')

in the middle of the world's darkest and most solitary wilderness,

I am just standing still alone.

I cannot sink down.

I have to keep looking

for the light, which is invisible.

as the frigid wind blows,

I tore all the clothes

I was wearing to shreds.

I couldn't get over it without shivering

and feeling the cold more

and more severely.

(from "the breathing")

shadows waving in layers

beneath the blue lights

were blackened

and the silence

with a deafening symphony

was frozen

only the breathing

breaks the ice of silence

like a cry of a bird

glimmering deeply and unstably

in this huge world

I am left alone

I am left alone.

the cold silence

the desolate darkness

the breathing piercing the air

in that suffocating swell

I am left alone

I am left alone.

sinking is

not a bad thing

(from "The Age of Peace")

As they pulled out her elbow,

indulgence flared up with heat

As the roar died down,

fear seeped into the void

Above it stretched humility with shallow roots

As they broke his knee,

arrogance was sucked

deep into the ground with pus

As the fury subsided,

shame crept into the void

Below it grew a leech as tenacious as tar,

gripping the earth with

a heavy and heavy

and obsessive hold

The suspicious limp swaying of the arms,

the pathetic dawdling of the legs,

no longer carried the plague

The world still looked strange,

but at last it was at peace.

(from "the flaming stillness")

time flows like water

mother died one day

nights go deeper and deeper

when night comes, every past

and future death comes

along with darkness

and silence

no longer human 'cause

couldn't save the cat while

drifting under the scorching sun

though a boat trapped in hell of stillness

isn't allowed to have a heart,

being soaked in the sea of oblivion

caused committing an indelible sin

tears of the unqualified

are just like

sounds

everything 

is just

like cavity

and regret

(from "When Spring Came, the Teacup Broke")

When spring came,

the teacup broke

Tears welled up

in the wind

The wind blew

and silence fell

And without shadows

the world is always

a bright

day

Blind faith

blights us

so the face disapproved

of my death

In my last moments,

the back gradually became distant

The face

wasn't seen

The other

face was also

When spring came,

the teacup broke

Silence, wind, solitude,

nothing allowed.

(from "normal people")

who don't know how to close eyes

and to play dumb in front of injustice,

who don't talk about greed, but justice,

who disclose the unreasonable matters

that have no bearing on their own comfort,

who are not useful to themselves, above all,

who recoginize the slightest hint of their stupidity,

they never forgive those at all.