19.11.2014

Ishikawa Takuboku - Sad Toys

For five blocks after I left home,
I walked like a man
With something to do, someplace to go -

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When I breath,
This sound in my chest
Lonelier than the winter wind

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Like some train across the wild waste
This agony
Now and then through my mind!

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Thought about the things I really wanted
And yet it all boiled down to none -
I polish my long-stemmed Japanese pipe!

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All these people
Going in the same direction -
And me, watching them from the side

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In the morning about four days ago -
O that dream
In which I argued with a god and cried!

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Somehow
Thought myself important -
O childish me!

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No reply from the next bed...
I looked,
Found him in tears.

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"Now I see through you completely!"
Oh those words of my mother
In that dream!

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At my words "Christ was a man",
The sorrow I felt
Seeing my sister's eyes pitying me.