land of the raising sun

by dawn's early light

memories of other places

superimposed in several layers

minamisenju portable god

in the shadow of the spire

ghosts

before the rain

statue of silence

born of yesteryear

brace the minutes

as they slide away

reclaimed by nature

slowly creeping over the past

orange smear

waiting for a train in the jungle

step into green

stone lantern alone

spirit of the moment

fox flows from the side of the road

when you're the only one blooming

that feeling you've had

bag snatchers

warning abstracted into lines

typical to unique

what I used to see everyday becomes rare when my life shifts