Autoren-Archive: Makoto Makabe

This is not perfect.
I should be better, faster…
Miss reality.

Hardly opened blind.
What do you let in? What out?
Sunshine and a smile.

Teach me your secret.
You sit, you breathe, observing…?
SILENCE. The blanket.

Same old play on stage.
The lines we got so used to.
How dare you to change.

Go, pursue your dream.
Dare to face reality.
You might be surprised.

Brokenness inside.
Hold back to speak `till you feel.
Watch strap in orange.

Grey day in Milan.
North park, an island in green.
If you had spoken.

You are always there.
Hope, despair, resurrection.
Hot coffee and cake.

It’s Monday morning.
Downpipe and moss, curtain, plant.
Why you’re calling me?

What’s in there, locked up?
I’m busy chasing my life.
Just too much to do.