Talent Hizashi Yamasaki

2006-04-19T14:52:00.000-07:00

Darkness is Concluded

Entire existence

that absolutely exists

taste outside the absolute outside

which is broken

The predication that is possible

with the absolute outside

is not outside absolute identity outside,

the identity which should and is

done

Stopping, deciding, fixing of the limit

to the darkness, but,

taste of identity

the predication of self

It is possible,

it is not the actual limit of oneself

which you say

and is not

As for this

with exteriority of substance

the outside absoluteness

As for actuality

the outside the absoluteness

where the darkness is concluded

The light where the darkness is concluded

The light where the limit of the darkness is concluded

Shines

Other than actual identity of this darkness

it is human oneself

of self

mosquito

- bar identical proof

2006-03-31T15:30:00.000-08:00

Writhing in the brewing process

Writhing in the brewing process
Is artificial heart.

But I try
And suffering,
I am not to succeed.
Bored with complication

I hope that all my food through a hard day's work
He said,
Was hard toil.
Hard.
But this dream?
It has become?

This realm has no future,
Or any commitment,
But I will keep a promise.

2006-03-08T19:32:00.000-08:00

Leprosy of the steering wheel - 2

There must be a leprosy
in regard to the steering wheel
It does not do with the order of the packing

Don't you think?
The fact is desired!
There is a steering wheel from leprosy
which stops and . . .

Current events stopping?
How?
In regard to you!

2005-11-08T15:11:00.000-08:00

My chance of your company

As for me
as for you
when you desire excessively
I am well

It reached before the March
the secondary ###
of a long time
simultaneously
and pursued doubt

But getting together
for this
and others things
to happen simply
is the thought

I do not understand the fact
that it waited for
my look
which is impressed
being possible

My chance of your company
depends upon your neighborhood
which drifts.

Talent Hizashi Yamasaki

2005-04-07T01:41:00.000-07:00

In regard to life

To that thing
and the leaf
which sings of doubt

The bird two times thinks of snow
which was disassembled in the spring of this year
when it is green

Where I differ
in this part of the world
hugely

Mutual time is found
in the place where I perhaps am freer
than that raised warmly

Fight
there is a search
after bending the large flood,
as the sun which can bore the hole through the cloud
in regard to life

2005-04-06T19:39:00.000-07:00

Being attached

We meet,
being strange,
at the normal time
we exchange names

We keep being attached
to method
to being quick
leaving the fact
that you who work seriously
are left here

As for that,
those which I am
do not know yet
you

Me
when nearby
cannot say to you
in noise

Me
who has less love
absent your existence

2005-04-06T19:23:00.000-07:00

Charity of the desirable

Without charity
of the desirable inspection
the writer
does not have the point

Deep always.
Where is the person
who expresses mercy,
patient for the time of oblivion

Dependence, never observant
is rough
The other thing stumbles blindly
It becomes slowly evil

It does not fail,
but walks with anger of the bile
which does not succeed in scorn

2005-04-06T19:21:00.000-07:00

Our terrestrial hardship

You are an orange of the wood
that flowers
with the look of rain

In the dream
passing densely the mud
mounted in the tail of truck
we stop to prove
our terrestrial hardship
and wealth

The one that comes with us
walks where the land comes with emptiness
remembering the farm where he is normal
to submit, when he ploughs the land

The return,
overbearing
that one makes later,
is all the everything
that you can make.

2005-04-06T19:09:00.000-07:00

Amidst the various darkness

In your life
the size of the sky
is disliked permanently, terribly

I show the box.
You desire it doubtfully
seeing the pulling and grime,
the oil accumulating,
the mud each new Pandora leaves

We go to the road, stomping
Unbearably full of lava
which warms the soles of my leather shoes
wound under the smooth gravel
beginning to be magma.

As for me
This land wants investigation
amidst the various darkness
water sends the steam of humidity

you wander about
concerning me
whom you make wander about slowly.
Our dissipating discontinues the problem
which is the cause of
our being forgotten

2005-04-06T19:08:00.000-07:00

The grass wilts thickly

We look at the excessive fire.
And we include
the heart of power,
as the grass wilts thickly.

Before we fall
by the hand of the baby,
we feel calmness.

Before landing,
eagerly transposing
the transitory tremor of heart.

2005-04-05T16:13:00.000-07:00

The eye of rolling

Passing by the eye of rolling
it rolls
as the beer,
the grease,
and the laughing
pass by the gentlemen

Obliteration intensity
done by those in the groove
with the range of vision
of three eyes

I should be brought up
a metal sphere
under the fog gun
with my motion in fat quality.
Why must we think in competitive doubt?

Becoming tired,
the sound of the lane
pushes the boulder of the Sisyphus,
bothers my brain itself

Passing by
the dank passage of the stick
where I gather my record and make dark,
you reset my shoes
you go away

2005-04-04T16:11:00.000-07:00

The foolish road

The new sunset
is the sun
in regard to the falling twig

Off the horizon
the depths of river show,
in the playful center of the park

We emphasize pulling,
still we ride the horse so beautifully
Writing by the light of the oleanders.

In my war
the bowels of my aesthetics
makes the land of quantity
hide under the leaf

The foolish road is painted.
On the road of the river
is where I think of victory, of you
I look at that and you walk across

2005-04-03T19:11:00.000-07:00

The announcing word

I,
the worry of I
will enter soon
possessing many troubles
of the announcing word.

It did not mean the small whisper
of my will
which my companion spreads
and really " spreads "

No,
namely,
with favor of insightful feedback
you rescue me from
that kind of perplexity.

2005-04-02T17:50:00.000-08:00

I imagine disturbance

My fault advances
to the part that divides me.
I imagine disturbance
My future intersections that rival being

My method cannot jump chasms in this gauntlet
But it maintains me, you see
As something
The permeation of which appears with frequency

I am being
In that place where my continuation
moves,
pulls,
presumes.

The pride of jumping this chasm
is not possible,
it deteriorates to this day.
I compete with you.
the main thing I assault,

An unknown crunch
written by the light,
you have disabled me terribly
and closely

And there is one
who with sufficiency
fights in the land,
As something collapses strength
and happy passion

2005-03-18T14:28:00.000-08:00

Color of the movement

By the corner -
a large captivating brush -
over and far break the laughter.
It corrodes the color of the movement.

I break away the definition of the
root of the trunk
I educate it
to loam in the sweat of my palms.

I am wasted away by the night prior.
The negative poison
away from my blood works on,
in order to make way for the color.

2005-03-13T07:19:00.000-08:00

The edge of cacophony

Frenetically blinking
the body's injury
under the lights
will exceed the noise of music

Revolution begins
with the people under the glass,
it moves because of the beverage
which you should pour

The edge of cacophony
accompanies us
when something comes, it feels,
and life is possible

It in is this land of the beverage
in which being is intoxicating
we feel polluted as it pulsates

2005-03-02T19:34:00.000-08:00

Closing in actuality

Closing in actuality
I pull the part
Lacking respect of things
I am torn with feeling

I envision the going out
and the plaster inside, solid,
my heart adding damage
at my center

I float and am destroyed
in this way
by those of the looseness,
who closed the sky drifting
I have not remembered things afterward

2005-02-19T19:38:00.000-08:00

Lonely independence

She is
and is not
having lonely independence
in the night
in the graveyard

For her there is no friend but them
her pain they did not suffer

They stand together
her fight is shared
with her who fights finally
for he who occasionally laughs

Constant fear
is for them
it is the victory which fights

2004-11-24T15:33:00.000-08:00

FRESH!

Praise of the Fool

Gentleness it disperses
with faithfulness
with flattery,
with our despicableness
and the forgery
We become drunk together
being betrayed.

In the frontal attack
insecurity
makes for surprise and cowardice

Time disguises our Diet Building
we of our chapel gather in jails
our idiots are the chain reaction
under praise of the fool

gather with these holes
everything with us will pay,
pursue refuge from our dishonor
is there intelligence somewhere?

Does our enemy's face become someone's?
Passing exactly by the wind
and the large flood

2004-10-29T13:35:00.000-07:00

The Cool Port Of Knowledge

The cool port of knowledge
Enters from the warm jungle
Once more first

Without learning in human battle
The enemy does not have value

The remainder stands immorally
In my road
I was enough
Riding in a car on the earth of my shoulder,
It is influenced by the selection which is and spreads

Did I choose consideration deeply?
I have known sufficiency directly

2004-08-09T16:38:00.000-07:00

A Spectacular Joke

The world of mine
is to return
as a spectacular joke
that I do not give

Return him with a crank
I return him with thoughts
and expressions
you say to me, "what can I do?"

I say that you begin small
that you begin young
people to begin in order
to begin at the corner
begin at the angle
the beginning at the grass
with the trees that align the rank shaft sidewalk

And then, after you,
It returns to his world
Necessary to change after this
You turn me

2004-07-15T15:16:00.000-07:00

You observe your absence

Damage of the deafening roar
of the traffic
almost escapes this detail

Near the side of the road
before looking at that
it becomes your eye
black with me

The wood marches like the cloud
which is thought in doubt
your surface of the shadow
looks at the back section

As for me, you observe your absence
existence you do not perceive
under any condition

2004-04-26T17:48:00.000-07:00

The Tools of the Tongue

The tools of the tongue
must make the words that laugh
and work for you
thus it to me
today the rest to the night

2004-03-26T13:27:00.000-08:00

Eternal Starting Point

Making the road cross,
a noise of traffic
echoes with my heart

The dust and the weariness
echo simultaneously
The window comes to shine
on which everything is painted

I am reflected seductively,
waiting in the night the racket
we come to the eternal starting point

2004-03-15T17:04:00.000-08:00

The Test of the World

The test of the world is my witness
it is plugged and swallows my spark of the throat
the justice which is my mud of the skin
is my cover

Thing of my octagon
of the wild grass
my beverage which has dried,
me who is drunk

Before doing the demand
which is good in us
it goes to us from this
left in 1 hour

It is taken
the explosion
does not come
our toe is isolated and is my feeling in width
from the land between our feet

By the hair of the feeling
heat in the breeze between,
I feeling the shortage develop around us
You go to be that thickness.

2004-03-14T12:10:00.000-08:00

This early poem that I wrote. I wait for joy to him of him.

Leprosy of the steering wheel

Time.
It is possible,
that it is,
and is,
is,
whether or not
it stops beneficially
###

That we
should obtain ###
how densely?
In regard to you!

And we
who are not
the leprosy of the steering wheel
we want ###!

There is a packing.
It does not do that!

2004-03-14T12:09:00.000-08:00

The strength of destruction

To my headquarters,
the other side for my knee,
It has not come
On the other hand being,
when you verify me in your existence,
you wobbled with no motion

Little do I,
who says things,
do things,
it being possible

The sun goes,
the leaf crosses the happy cloud of snow
the wooden center which is with you dissolves,
it rises to the strength of destruction

2004-03-13T22:27:00.000-08:00

The defiant destruction

In the sky of time
Disquiet blinks the electric light
The darkly large cloud
has the rapid stream
before those, the wake under all
whom it cleans and gushes

only the thing is produced to the plain,
raised just in order to draw up work
it is beautiful,
eternal
for the defiant destruction
which can continue with art

2004-03-13T22:00:00.000-08:00

The private opinion

Serious power it makes
The thing detergent
which decreases simply
and under the yellow sky

It makes me as before
in regard to each step
when sleeping exactly

My stairway depends
jointly
to promote the order which creaks,
my difficulty does not finish
the private opinion of "I am" attacks me.

2004-03-13T21:59:00.000-08:00

The tumults of reliance

Through the tumults of reliance,
The flow of envy,
For my quantitative taste
is bitter

In the place
Where horseback riding of the car
is made possible,
We are diving in the absent valley
In the acid of the water,

When pure,
I cancel the announcement
Of the screaming failure
related to the thing which is pulled

The tears
Scorching me
With the dance and growth of pain

I am hurt you feel with the mouth
It exercises the deterioration of heart
To the movement of environment
it congests

You are achieved less than that
close I am with the head of the brick
which is installed sufficiently.

Wait for that impulse
of the eye
Cancel me
where everything doubts me

2004-03-13T21:58:00.000-08:00

Depletion has the wreckage

By friction, is learned
The fatigue which becomes firm
Scanty, you lighten the clothing of my life
Which the new purchase cannot do

My hair, which I do not know,
Surfaces the earth of traveling
The depletion has the wreckage
The sweat is thick

Under the grime and the sweat
Is the ponder of my temple
I feverishly utter my central sound
Under pounding

2004-03-13T21:54:00.000-08:00

I renewed many poem after the time of the holiday. To have my poetry everything of one place, it is important for me. Your joy is desired. I wait for joy to him of him.

2004-03-13T21:52:00.000-08:00

Meaning of the reflex

Their eyes glint with that glee
that is meaning of the reflex
We return the flame,
which feels friends on the sofa,
which calms the patronage,
From the merciful discussion
that she has.
While I expect the respect,
What importance this one could have?
We seek the eternal roam of adjustment
Graspings for the alive air, and me,
for the simple apprehension of rescue

2004-03-13T21:51:00.000-08:00

The paragraph of feeling

The words of creation
with my stylographs
sparkle my synapses,
and line up my lives here

Here I only supplied the song
because underflowing the river,
find our lives,
the paragraph of feeling,
in the mouth of the sea

They make silt,
under my toes of the foot
and smoothes the creation of the word.

2003-11-20T21:22:00.000-08:00

The Smooth Wind Presses Me

The flash is my sensor
that does not feel the keyboard key
and my part delays my weight
where the keyboard key was joined.

To fear that I that am not good
The clean waters of the spurt
has the paper
and makes my life
and my detergent,
my part intimate

Consequently my peace does not have
impureness of impureness
The cascade seated with meditation
is underneath
not obstructed
and the smooth wind presses me
the way it calls

2003-10-07T18:52:00.000-07:00

I pray and do not like the board person.
As for him me it calls the small girl where it is sat down in the desk.
Sarcasm! Sarcasm! Sarcasm!
We do not contribute to the cause of the donkey where that legs are
inconvenient.

2003-07-11T16:24:00.000-07:00

Every Word Is Expectation

It is the time
of all the around me
where word echoes
with the air

depending upon all days
for the cloud
having passed
breathing

the people fall
when morning is bright,
with the gloom of slowly

then accelerate
every word is expectation
of each air which moves.

2003-06-20T13:52:00.000-07:00

I Breathe And die Hot Profit

When you change pitch
of the characteristic dance,
and rhythm
you play
in the atmospheric emptiness

Idyllic minds
function
in the white ink
which creates the tenth dollar

It is drawn up
with circle
and the phenomenon advances

this evening it ends
under the bathroom
from the fire of the earth
where I have lived

I receive the heat
I being last, tonight end
I have lived because
I breathe and die hot profit

2003-06-20T13:45:00.000-07:00

I regret me sweetly

When I walk
to the edge of the road
the dog barks
simultaneously with the fog

In the morning
I am surrounded
In the dim air of the earth

Laid of the bird
in air
I regret me sweetly

I of melody
think concerning you
the leaving
is broken high
feeling someone like the hearted

2003-05-27T15:21:00.000-07:00

I go jutted

I go jutted
It measures by the summits
the rock, which had the whole,
my hand with the strict feeling of the furrows
was worked this within one time,

The sand of rock is
that which the race maintains,
which was lost at long range

I find the same,
that I have gravesite perseverence
I reach the wave,
in order to only state
that it was not real there

2003-05-08T02:15:00.000-07:00

The suffocating haze

The suffocating haze
is under the sun
pockmarked

Perplexed it makes us,
being on the road where every day dies,
being indistinct.

Within the horizon of smoke
over the grass,
the rubbish of the skin solidifies,

Simultaneously, it touches,
it is good to your hair
which is a clear remainder

2003-04-28T10:49:00.000-07:00

Existence is Your Apathy

I convert the undertow
where importance lowers the eyebrow
It is old at the lip

My pores present places
for the dripping of actuality
from feeling the glutenous
which is you

Who can filter the insane hardship
with the gruesome and the fertile?

My blood is renewal
through my tooth
which spits actuality
hard and under the examination

I swear
with the incredulous screams of my head
existence is your apathy
which more and more changes me
whom you call the usurper

2003-04-23T12:23:00.000-07:00

In absence of the resolve

It is not high,
It carries stars for a general
it has only exhausted the sign
with the sin of imperialism

the irreducible point of human beings of the spirit
blackens the other not,
gone from a woman close,
with precision and evil,
from shining eyes with badness

relate to you the other friend,
tranquillity, limitless and stupid

What could such people obtain
Much in absence of the resolve
in fact, if it is absent.

2003-04-08T18:55:00.000-07:00

This Smoldering Way

Because of us
in this smoldering way
is the boundary transferred?
It does not become
what you have known

Each cloud becomes the correcting calmness,
the sunset of the sparrow
which you complete

On the horizon, those make walking
in life and death
Transferring present time
Because of us it is absorbed,
it does not show that.

2003-04-07T14:19:00.000-07:00

Competition is not at all the jousted

Competition is not at all the jousted
with the bed of the Raucous

The pregnant woman of delivery
with her cooking method unusual
Where is the standpoint of my silent enemy?

Upon the limitless plain
and the lap of the water
where he enjoys the serenity

On my lip, concrete returns
in combination
including the salt

As for me
who paves the road
the footstep of the sand
lowers the surface

It is raised
as the enormous drop of brutal libation
Steeped of the squabble
I whose curiosity is strong
prepare my grip fist to face

2003-03-31T09:43:00.000-08:00

I for this poet possess the large regard. His passionate and prudent
distinctness is uniform with my intention. I recommend for everyone a
first glance of his poetry.

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2003-03-18T15:04:00.000-08:00

Current events

To the ear and heart
surge the storm
that of the black cloud
it swallows us in deafening intervals

It never leaves.
The troops in the sand
of the desert
are quiet with the comparison
like a separate volcano.

Current events stopping?
How?
In regard to you!

Talent Hizashi Yamasaki

2003-03-14T14:32:00.000-08:00

I lose my own myself

Licking the insane sun
and inconsolable
I lose my own myself

Contact with rage
of the lunatic
of the person
of love,
makes me aware
in the night

In conformity
in sweat
which is entreated
I swim,
made awakened

Passing by my seat
to my bedside table
which becomes clean,
I who am released,
fail

To avoid the fact
I escape
but the agony of ecstacy continues,
The image can acquire age
and fold
in read experience

Talent Hizashi Yamasaki

2003-03-10T16:55:00.000-08:00

Too final, the days

It goes through the grass,
what churns in the wind of principle,
with the extremity of form,
one of the summer

This one is fragile
with the heat of a station
the trees are ready
to shed a load,
blocking the days

They are too final, the days,
more briefly,
and the sun grows
until, slow-acting intermediary of the noon, it is tired,
because I and it soon wish for heat

Talent Hizashi Yamasaki

2003-03-07T17:43:00.000-08:00

The daily refusal

The road sign of each daily
passes the slight ones of the gram
The arc of one is ill with fatalism

That reaper,
more severe underneath a cloud
(it is whole),
he is cinereous and extends.

Where is the extremity
the investigation does not have?
All will request frugality
and work on the daily refusal

Talent Hizashi Yamasaki

2003-03-07T16:22:00.000-08:00

Mastery in a small cave

They
do not lend
mindfulness
this a word,

but they are profundity,
which was had with
witness
tuneless,
whereupon
however
those does not,
vivid,

in order to try her
for the day mastery in a small cave,
we had in sentiment wasteful plus

It meantime surfaces this factory,
which, verse, a lower star afterwards,
which had referable at,
and these,
witness
plus must
to take It
No World Day to take physical location.

Talent Hizashi Yamasaki

###

2003-03-07T03:53:00.000-08:00

Morning of two evils

It is sour.
It is like that,
unbecoming from the child
who appreciates the confidence.

For the morning of two evils
in this irritating situation.
The bitter taste weakens my stomach
and the other one, my heart.

It is with large pain, that,
in order to inform you about this loss,
it failed.

To integrate sour apartment
my health,
around the place to improve of.
He powers the urgent ask,
which maintains above,
in order to contact me of.

Talent Hizashi Yamasaki

###

2003-03-07T03:41:00.000-08:00

A desire of the battery

They are not routes on audacity
With me that I have a state of toughness
Intolerable of three days.
That my socket is rich.
A desire of the battery,
Of the time to go that they had worked,
But you left the end not to never
Exit the satisfaction
To dare immediately

Talent Hizashi Yamasaki

2003-03-06T20:38:00.001-08:00

The orifice in the mechanism

A thought is being:
I always worked - beaten of Pathos,
The one who guides
The orifice in the mechanism.
He is a champion.

The writing is a chain of illusion and song:
It is nothing to gain
and nothing to keep of it.
One illusion disappointing
This exists?

As the dust of the last position
Of one tonality.

Talent Hizashi Yamasaki

2003-03-06T20:38:00.000-08:00

Dregs, my life ounce

The arresting space is very great.
The old memories of the deep socket.
That last vagrant has each life hid by spiderweb.
Have the program of practical mind sojourning.
Inactive nooks is the caverns where now vibrating in gloom,
Dregs,
My life ounce.
The souls of my material objects
Are the patterns of my last blood.

Talent Hizashi Yamasaki

2003-03-06T20:37:00.000-08:00

Until this, the end of sleep

These are the flowers,
on that I say the favorite person or thing.
Nothing however adores
sensibility
and taste of the flowers.

I would want to sleep in the petal
of one of these flowers
and dream of the stars and the breeze,
of they that lead to it,
the end to sleep.

The argument with me in the hour,
in the periods,
if the light and the word to have to differentiate
too much nice gleam
it of the water,
repaired our base of the flower.

Ewe dream here of the stars and the breeze,
of that he leads to them,
the end to sleep.

Talent Hizashi Yamasaki

2003-03-04T14:33:00.000-08:00

I celebrate this poem of my initiation. I wait for joy to him of him.

The fool you probably will do!!

The bean jam sufficiently
this thing ### " favorite "
well well?
It is fraud,
it is with densely!
In any case the ###
it is to obtain with densely ###
starting being able to pull out,
it asked,
you smiled.
Fool and ###!!

Talent Hizashi Yamasaki

2003-03-04T14:32:00.000-08:00

I have great esteem for the regeneration that you have given so abundant. But I wish not to close my poetry with the meaning release. I would ask for nothing to it, nothing excludes that you read my poetry.