a cardboard steamship is floating
on a red desert of desolation

its cabin walls made of glass
are windowless

Mrs. C’s fur coat irritates her breasts
she doesn't know the seat of her trousers is ripped

daily robust hugs

while hot perfume bathes
his pocket Cleopatra hurdy gurdy

the diarrhea switch of hardass, righteous Mr. C
is forever trigger-happy

a thin, long moon climbs at the far skyline
sand dimly begins migration
and a silver fish grave, in turn, gives birth

Translated from the Japanese Taylor Mignon & Yarita Misako.