mercifulserpent

"Diary" - Nobuko Kimura
X Month X Day
My square body put into an oval cage,
I'm now hung near a window people pass by.
The four corners bulging out of the cage
are needled by many humiliating glances, and painful.
All my heart has gone to that pain
so my body in the cage
has now become almost blank
yet the greater the pain the further the four corners stretch out,
and the busier the people's comings and goings grow,
tormenting my four corners stretching out.

X Month X Day
For as many as a hundred years I've drawn water into a basket.
Me doing only something like this, a hundred years have just passed by, I thought,
and I became sad.
We have just one life,
but because I've drawn from it for a hundred years, has my well
gone dry?
A wind is blowing up from its bottom.

X Month X Day
Morning, I awake, and am very hungry.
If I leave myself alone, I might turn into tissue.
The best I can hope for would be myself turning into that black tissue.
I'd be wiping somebody's ass in a toilet.
Does anybody use such tissue these days?
I better eat something fast, I think,
but I have no mouth.
I touch every part of my face
but can't find it.