The Geometry of a Heartbeat
I have stripped the world of its distractions. No longer do I
Monochrome Ghost
The Indigo Hour Between Us
I strip away the city’s neon noise until only two shapes
Saltwater Absolution
The city was too loud, a cacophony of neon and steel that
The Architecture of a Pulse
I move through this concrete vein like a shadow searching for its
The Geometry of Longing
I have learned to strip the world of its distractions. The blue
The White Interval Between Us
I have stripped away the blue of the river and the gray
The White Silence Between Us
I have learned to erase the world until only two things remain:
The Geometry of a Quiet Breath
I have forgotten the spectrum of spring. To me, this world is
The Architecture of a Single Touch
I have forgotten the names of colors. In this city, life is
The Geometry of a Quiet Heartbeat
I have stripped away the neon noise of Tokyo. The world is
The Architecture of a Sigh
I have stripped away the blue of my dress and the gold
The Weight of a Single Breath
The city is a blur of neon noise, but here—in the
