Three Found Poems*

I.

Around nightfall love leaf
The idle was like a sense idol
Become the sunshine of autumn still not learned,
One wheel under flower of spring rain and overdressed,
I was away from the limelight, but you
Continue persistently to me, musicians of loss,
With vocals of love like leaves muttering.



II.

It is the birthday of the servo today.
With that said, I chose songs from her.



III.

I will continue on my trip: theme.



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The phrases were all pulled from a flawed Google Translate translation of entries from a Japanese music blog: http://blog.livedoor.jp/starofkamuy/

September Will Be There

Last month of the summer
September will be there
The sunlight is failing
September will be there

Go across long days
Powered by doubtful
Visions of good love
September will be there

Having a soft drink
From the outstretched hands
Needing a stiff touch
Never lost memories

Watching a jet plane
Scratching the blue sky
Heat from the concrete
September will be there

Black top, white hand
Static of the blown grass
September will be there
Lean against the siding

This is no good (no good)
I am no good (no good)
She is no shadow (shadow)
The treetops are buzzing

September will be there
My ghost will be there
The future will be there
This is not an ending