You hold on to the empty nest with your dreams
Time sinks into it
Collapsed
Mottled memories
The wind that broke through the door
Alarmed
There is no answer to the door, you
But he waited bitterly with the years
The end is that the frost and snow will not return
Not to mention the fences that get along day and night
Even the moon in the middle of the night
My heart was also extremely cold
Fortunately, the bamboo has become a forest
There are birds that inhabit and settle down
They use chimes
For you --
Smash the dead silence
In previous years, I had worked as an embankment builder
The purpose is
Want to keep water because
How many things go away with the flow of water
Reinforcement of the lake embankment
Like some imprint
Engraved on other imprints
Coincident parts
It must be very deep
But once. The whole lake
Covered in snow without a trace
For a moment, the seemed to lose their function
That holiness makes a herd chase deer
Forgot the way home