Aquarium

those 
who has so long been submerged 
in the water of the womb-cave 
now when the sun rises 
would they put their lips in action 

the pantograph 
the wheat-plants
that has been sowed in autumn 
the shyness of the houses 
going away farther and farther

how much should i become glum 
for those stations
on which i suppose to never put my steps

since taking birth 
the same story of huggis and wrappers 

i’ve told you to say good bye 
to the portman 
full of rust 

and to make an aquarium 
for the flying-fishes 
with the water-moon 

there may also exist 
some social forestry 

mr slumber 
you can’t keep the good-wishes 
arranged properly 

so as soon as the eyes get open 
the palpitations start
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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