Ugh
The cherry tree is blossoming disgustingly beautiful
What on earth is it eating and digesting?
Watching the scattered residues of love, I’m clicking my tongue
Where have all the cherry blossom watchers gone, come to think of it?
I inhaled it with my lungs full
Until my throat burns
I want to feel pains by you relentlessly
The rabble gathers under the tree
Like the winged insects of summer into the light
They seem to want to feed on beauty
It’s an anomaly, you see
Nobody’s even noticed it
The sheer vividness, which makes people mad
Many bodies are under that tree!
A monster eating the same things as you
Innocent pale red, which red blood soaked into the cloudy sky of a flowery cold
The day I was ruined by its cruelty
Someone sang this song
That God’s hands are blotchy pink
The fractal structure that caress the heaven with its countless fingers,
swallowing up the spring
I inhaled it with my lungs full
Until my throat burns I want to feel pains by you relentlessly
I want to go back to before I was born
Or to end this life by dedicating the long surplus of now to beauty, ah
It’s an anomaly, you see
Nobody’s even noticed it
The sheer vividness, which makes people mad
Many bodies are under that tree!
It’s eating the same things as you
I wonder how much I’ve lost
Good morning to anxiety and depression
This is good, happiness doesn’t suit me
With an empty conscience
With vacant eyes
I’d like to take a long look at the pink inside you