I FOLLOW THE SIXFOLD PATH
MY ADVANTAGE
IS DISCRETION
MY REWARD
IS VOLITION
ONE EYE TO SEE
TWO HEARTS TO FEEL
AND THREE FACES TO SPEAK

THE MANIFOLD OATH

NAME
NAME PLEASE
PLEASE
A NAME

THIS HOSTILITY

HAS AN EXCEPTIONAL BOUQUET

I CAN ALMOST TASTE RETRIBUTION

BETWEEN NOTES OF LAUGHTER

NO NEED TO TELL ME

I’M FAMILIAR WITH THIS VINTAGE

A MAN WHO HAD IT COMING

WAS SPILLED ONTO THE EARTH

DELICIOUS!

Reference: Uboa, from Yume Nikki by Kikiyama

UBOA

I hear a beautiful voice
In an empty room
I see a shadow call me
But cannot discern its shape
Whatever is coming for me
Has already arrived
I’m not afraid to go
I’m not afraid to stay

I HEAR A BEAUTIFUL VOICE

I AM NOT IN HELL
BUT I AM UNDER HEAVEN
I CAN SEE THE SKY
BUT THERE ARE CLOUDS
I CAN FEEL THE SUN
BUT MY HEAD IS DOWN
MY LIFE HAS MEANING
BUT IT KEEPS SLIPPING AWAY

UNDER HEAVEN

“Je suis cy envoiée de par Dieu, le roy du ciel.”
-Jeanne d'Arc

JEANNE D’ARC // JOAN OF ARC

Thank you! Talking with a specialist about a double hip replacement to hopefully treat/ cure my osteonecrosis

BLUSH WITH
GUILT
I CAN’T FEEL MY
FACE
HEAD DOWN
CHEEKS RED
EYES VEILED
FINGERS CROSEED

BLUSH WITH

Maybe someone who loves me
Is inside this phone
Maybe behind this screen
There is an answer to my pain
Maybe if I stare long enough
I will see myself
Or maybe it’s just
Staring back

It does not love me, but I touch it every day

I ONLY HURT YOU
BECAUSE YOU HURT ME FIRST
WHY DID YOU MAKE ME DO THAT
THIS IS WHY NO ONE LIKES YOU
I KNOW WHAT’S GOOD FOR YOU
YOU’RE JUST BEING SENSITIVE
YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU
AND IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN

OUR SECRET

MY LIFE
HAS BEEN MARKED
BY HOW SHORT
I HAVE FALLEN
A PRACTICE OF DEFEAT
A STRUCTURAL FAILURE
A DERELICT BODY
A MISFIRED WEAPON
MY LIFE
WILL NOT GET BETTER
AND I HOPE THE PEOPLE I LOVE
WILL ABANDON ME
SO THEY ARE SPARED
THE BURDEN OF MY PRESENCE

THE PRACTICE OF FAILURE

I can’t yell anymore
I don’t have it in me
I think I need a minute
Can you please just stop
Maybe I should just leave
Until I’m better
This isn’t who I am
And I don’t want to die like this

I’ve had enough