Zure-Ike #08 - Scenery of a Test Tube -

The blue of the morning and the boundary line of me.
It might not be the scenery that is transparent, but myself.
Everyone pretends not to notice, but
I know that it is visible.

I leave the south-facing entrance and just go straight.
I leap over the national highway, if only in my mind.

The blue visible through the gaps between the houses
is sinking to about halfway down the test tube.
Did you know?

If I keep walking like that,
I will become an inhabitant inside the tube.
The sounds from outside will blur,
and instead, I will be able to hear my own heartbeat clearly.

And so, I am being watched from the north side.
Everything. Everything.

With a calm face, I walk again today.
Pretending not to know about me,
who is faintly transparent inside the tube.

The true nature of the scenery

My home's entrance is located 6 meters above sea level.
Beyond the national highway that passes in front of it,
a row of old houses continues.

The narrow gaps between the houses lead straight
to the Seto Inland Sea,
and on a clear summer morning,
that blue looks as if it has been contained in a test tube,
visible from this side.

If I cross the road and go through the alley,
I am sure that I, too,
would fit perfectly inside that test tube.

And that someone, from somewhere behind,
is quietly watching that figure
—I sometimes imagine such things.

🌟Currently, with the motto "Go ahead even if you're out of sync,"
I am walking the path toward coexistence as my true self.
Alien Mishima.