Playing Butterfly

 

Free horizon that rubbles sprawled over once

Had gone back to just a town with full of buildings and people

 

Come on! Let your hands flutter to be butterflies

 

Let’s dance with everybody as in flip animation

Even if bombs might come to here

Let’s dance endlessly

 

Look!

Here is a broad carpet of rape blossoms stretches out as far as we can see

Pale clouded yellows floating over the carpet of rape blossoms

 

All wear yellow clothes with yellow bags

All wear yellow gauze mask with yellow helmets

Our yellow scale are showering down on translucent lemon squash

 

Yellow hunting heart heart roll

Rolling roll roll yellow rolling

Rolling heart roll roll roll

 

Gods are all lier

If the God is honest

He must say “I am not the God”

I am in that mood

 

Do you know why you loved the sea in the morning sunshine?

That must be there was a horison you only see

That must be there was the sun shines only for you

 

All flying objects crash down

All swimming livings float on the surface facing upward

Horizon is a place like that

 

That is why horizon is on the same level of your eyes

 

Your eyes are looking at you who was killed and memory you killed

You painted over the God’s eyes in yellow color

 

Even if you became a bird and fly up to sky higher and higher

The morning sunshine is much higher than your eyes

 

In a Japanese class, our teacher said, "Homework is composition. The title is "What is happiness?" When you go to the bathroom during the class, I run after you. When I hear the slight sound of water coming from the ladies' room, I pass my urine. I imagine that my urine now get together with yours in drain. I feel somthing unsure.

 

The stuffed toy you held last night

The lonely heart was filled with joyful words.

 

Stuffed toy for you probably might not be your pet but a shadow of yourself

On that day, you wanted to have yourself who don't have any shadow

 

On that day, the only stuffed toy was covered in mud and dropped there

 

Unfortunately

Something crashed wasn't you

Something floated facing upward wasn't me

 

The horizon wasn't you

The Sun wasn't me

 

Unfortunately

The stuffed toy wasn't you

You weren't me

 

I sleep deeply holding your stuffed toy

 

“People are exterminating rock-trouts polluted by cesium”

TV sometimes talks to me like that, though

 

Why is cesium contaminant?

Why are rock-trouts creatures that have to be exterminated?

 

Even though you are dead, as the stuffed toy is not dead yet, I am alive

 

In a Japanese class, we did the composition.

My teacher said, " Words must convey meanings. That is why words is words. Like you did, writing meaningless is just puzzling, that is not words."

Then I questioned, "Teacher! Is the word "Eternity" conveying the eternity's meaning?

 

I enjoyed to play with you

I really appreciate for my life

 

Even though people see it a dirty dust-cloth, you and

I sleep together embracing each other tightly

 

As the stuffed toy is alive, you and

I am sleeping together

 

Even in a hospital, you and

I steal the time from nurse to bed down together

 

What is happiness

of you and

me

 

Wind, wind, please don't blow

 

When your shadow gets up from a chair, my shadow run after yours. Two shadows are staring at each other. Honey, just stay with me. I'll be always at your side. Those shadows are talking to each other. Wondering if words have any meaning. We are not at the place where two shadows become one. What is happiness?

 

Stuffed toys are fluttering their both hands and playing dust-cloth as same as I do