I Can'T Put It Into Words
I fill meaning every morning
And then keep spraying everyday words.
I took the meaning out of the closet.
But I don't know the taste.
Because it chews quickly.
Anyway I have to satisfy.
And I'm going out to the city again today.
I spit out words infused with meaning.
And come home empty again.
Before I go to bed
I open the closet and check tomorrow's inventory.
I have to go buy it
if the closet doesn't stock meaning.
We're old too.
Under the dazzling sun.
When we were rolling around in the field.
We were shouted out like crazy.
There was no meaning.
The voice should have been just a sound.
When I'm showering on my head.
I don't know what to say.
But somehow I'm getting nervous.
I ran down the road at night.
I did not have meaning.
There are times when I go to see you with words.
Because I can't put it into words.
When you open the door
your surprised face was a masterpiece.
You just laughed, and so did I.
I fill meaning every morning
And then keep spraying everyday words.
I took the meaning out of the closet.
But I don't know the taste.
Because it chews quickly.
Anyway I have to satisfy.
When I swallow the meaning in a hurry.
Finally, got stuck in my throat.
While I'm slipping out of my chair.
I was looking far away.
You and I ran around happily.
We sat in a wordless circle.
And we were watching the unspeakable sunset, back then.
Copyright © Yoshiya Asato | Year Posted 2023
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