【EN】“Terminal Daydreams”

【EN】By Senon Wakamiya

To go
and meet you
in heaven—

could such
a daydream
ever be called
beautiful?
—

21

No great work

is ever done

entirely sane.

Still,

with sober eyes,

I stir a pot of rice porridge

into the white

of dusk.

22

Know them

for who they are.

Fear them

for what they are.

Though honestly—

I’ll probably be scared anyway.

23

Summer feels uneasy.

Evening turns blue.

If everything falls apart,

I’ll deal with it somehow.

The trouble is,

I can no longer

see what’s ahead.

24

I rode

a hopeless turtle

to a hopeless Dragon Palace,

where a hopeless princess

handed me

a hopeless treasure box.

I opened it

and somehow

grew a little younger.

25

Hold me

as countless times

as there are waves.

And just as many

as there are Lake Biwas,

there will always be

a Shiga.

Lovely,

isn’t it?

26

I love you,

my dear.

But tell me—

there’s just one thing.

Napolitan

doesn’t exist

in Italy.

27

With nothing

but a string telephone,

I defeat my enemies.

A secret technique

passed down

to only one successor.

That successor

is me.

And my dog.

28

These days,

poems arrive

by voice

faster than fingers.

Yes,

I know.

I’m still

not used to it.

29

“You’re coming?”

Where?

Where exactly

are you going,

leaving me behind

dressed like that?

We’re both

completely naked.

30

Why is it

that you’re so charming

to everyone—

yet never

look them

in the eye?

What are you,

an assassin?

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