The Primitive Budgerigar

It never evolves
Never changes
Remains as it was

It never asks about the root
Never attains anything
It is everything before the division

There is not even domination or class
In the darkness that has not been broken yet

The primitive I
Was able to talk with little birds Like this

*Original title:Genshi Inko*

Kawaii Holocaust

I want to go fox hunting
I want to see a cross section
I want to pick tatami
I want to breathe dust
I want to scatter the white
I want to let out sap
I want to throw the hair away
I want to peel my pores
I want to tear a blood vessel
I want to eat lipsticks
I want to grow white hair
I want to put tar on my teeth
I want to gouge budgies' eyes,
And make a string of prayer beads

*Original title:Kawaii Holocaust*

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