Essay,Poem,and Words

Sweet old memories fairly already. It was only power in those days. Is it only it?

The wind blows

The wind blows. It ends in summer, and the wind is cool. There is no towering cloud in summer in the sky any longer. I wonder where to have said that hot air. The wind blows.

The song in autumn is heard from the cassette tape. It is always decided to think at the turn of the season. The summer vacation is not taken, I works, I packs, and it is there I who has lost sight of the important one of the life. All inconvenience has me who is making it because of the stranger there. The wind blows.

After it is forgotten to love, it has left fairly. It is likely to have come without noticing even love. I cowardly am there. I damages by the mistake of only one degree and has run into it in me. The wind blows.

Temporary town

For service to face Narita or Haneda the flight in overhead of you and leaving. The bus and the shadow to face the port are sparse the city office street. We will walk. Port Tower has come into view to the other side. The other side of the crowd of the oil tank hazes, the building street of Makuhari hazes, and [it] gets it. Is not done anything in Messe? [It] scatters to the population beach bord colorfully. Because it becomes cloudy, neither Yokohama nor Tokyo are seen.

From bus to something seeing which returns to townIf [it] passes by Keisei-Chiba Station, it might be lively. Let's get off back of Parco. [It] does not blow the fountain and the today of Central Park. The movie sees or is not feelings which can be invited either. Do not you regret? [It] asked it also in such a town because I moved and lived.

There should occasionally not be anything by you either.

Town of imitation, town of artificial product, and so temporary town. Town which is anywhere, and not is anywhere.

Do you regret? [It] asked it also in such a town because I moved and [it] ended.

[It] : to my apartment without sulking by being. Cola buys and returns in a convenience store on the way. (1990.9.3)