Iguanodon returns to the forest Is it long or short?Is it fun or sad?After a day not know well Iguanodon returns to the forest The red sky at duskToo large that backTo a small silhouette Iguanodon returns to the forest 【 イグアノドン 】 イグアノドンが森へ帰ってゆく 長いのか短いのか 楽しいのか哀しいのか よくわからない一日を終えて イグアノドンが森へ帰ってゆく 夕暮れの赤い空が その大きすぎる背中を 小さなシルエットに変えて イグアノドンが森へ帰ってゆく
The map was wrong.It was definite. There was a crematorium in the placewhere the fortress was supposed to be. I was really tired.I can not walk anymore. I lie on the lawn of the park where there was a bridge. The smell of the earth broke.Disagreeable. It is a stool smell. Perhaps there is a … Continue reading Shit Town
Long time ago, there lived many rabbits in a small island.There were no other creatures except rabbits. On a sunny day, a rabbit was taking a walk along the beachwhen suddenly he came across an animalwhich he had not seen before. It was a wolf lying down on the beach.It seemed like the wolf was … Continue reading Rabbit Island
On a dangerous hill drifting off an odor Yellow liquid flows from the drumNut flowers bloom on rusted bolt grass In the side where six legged rats are laughingA vagrant with a sickness is sleeping Out of the collapsed car bodyWhite feet are squeezed outSinging broken songs A runaway girl who just left home SomehowI … Continue reading Dangerous Hill
Drawing, composition: Tomekantyou Sand iron picture: 104 pieces BGM: Short instrumental music "A Boring Afternoon" "Farewell Time" "Underwater Harp" "Sound of the Bell" "Feelings Not to Disappear" "Sound of Spring" "Lullaby,Sleepless Lullaby" "Mirror Mirror" "Loneliness"
I am tied up and rolled on the floor of the warehouse. The coldness and hardness of the concrete floormakes my chest full with the feeling that it is kidnapped. I was tied like a grilled pig from the shoulder to the ankle,and furthermore handcuffs were handed to both hands,but a gag was not put … Continue reading Warehouse Floor
I also did not see the mirror Depending on paralyzed tactile sensePinch with my fingertips carefully Rip rip rip rip rip rip The dry skin of peeled lipsWhere shall I throw it away? I do not think Painful Rusted blood tasteFeeling nervous and tongue-toed Lap lap lap lap lap lap Cracks in the lips … Continue reading Lips