流体に見えガラス張り
波が起きてはピンと張る
目を凝らせば消失点は溶け
ここのこのときこの空の
明暗の無いうねりに目が眩み
土手を踏み外して
空の真ん中天辺の
青の溜まりを目指して落ちる
蜂蜜のような炭酸水が
もったりとした波紋を閉じれば
とろみが耳を塞ぎ
鼻の奥を冷ます
骨の突起が丸く包まれ
心地良い消化に目を閉じ
私は高く沈んでゆく
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It looks like a fluid, next moment glassed-in.
Waves rise then stretch. The vanishing points melts away, though eyes I strain.
This place, this time, this sky.
The undulation without light and shade makes me dizzy thereby.
I lose my footing on the bank and fall into the gathering point of blue, the highest place of the firmament, the center.
A ripple is slowly closed on the honey-like carbonated water.
Thickness covers my ears and cool down the back of my nostrils.
Bones are wrapped, roundly its each projection.
Sinking further higher, I shut my eyes in the pleasant digestion.