The White Noise of Light
The city is a cacophony of neon screams and saturated lies. I
Monochrome Ghost
The Geometry of a Lingering Glance
The world is bleeding into shades of gray, and I prefer it
The Geometry of a Lingering Sigh
The sun does not shine here; it bleeds. I watch the dust
The Prism of a Fleeting Breath
I exist in the spaces between heartbeats, a flicker of light captured
The Architecture of a Sigh
I do not see the pink. To my eyes, it is merely
The Geometry of Quiet Longing
I strip away the city. The noise, the neon glare, the crushing
The Geometry of a Shared Breath
I strip away the noise. The pastel hues, the artificial brightness—all
The Salted Silhouette of Us
I strip away the neon noise of Tokyo, leaving only this: salt
Silver Echoes of a Silent Noon
The world is too loud in Technicolor. I came here to strip
The Spectrum of Silence
I strip away the noise of the city, leaving only the stark
The White Silence Between Us
I have stripped away the neon noise of Tokyo until only light
The Geometry of a Golden Hour Heartbeat
I have spent years living in gray scale, a ghost haunting my
