昨日の思考。[yesterday's thoughts]

I would like to write my way into
the sun-stained wind
& blow colour into the photographs
as I make them dance,
all tied together in a series of strings.
I move back and forth to hear
the sound of loosened strings
strumming.
I would move
the music into all our ears & fly
past your iris to watch
the colours swim
as the water floods in
& wish to send my sight back
to you,
to see what I do.