Ⅱー Unlived Words

Why is it that here,

no one grieves

for the emptiness within the world,

or aches

from their indifference toward themselves?

"The opposite of love is not hate, but indifference."
— Erich Fromm

Why do we turn away

from dialogue with our own existence,

and continue dressing ourselves

in harmless words

inside vivid lies?

Across the surface

of the deep sea of our hearts,

we continue using words

that carry no gravity,

building endless layers of membranes

while turning our eyes away from it.

Deep beneath these layers,

the self—

no longer touched

by vibration,

by light,

by warmth—

remains frozen,

slowly decaying

Do not wound yourself

through indifference toward your own being.

Even you

are not allowed


to forsake yourself.

(愛の反対は無関心である
ー　エーリッヒフロム)

2　意識のない言葉

世界の不在は気にもとめられず

意識のない優しさに満ちた言葉だけ

心の上に

しんしんと積もる

曇った窓の外は誰の声も聞こえないほど静かで

延々と続く冬を耐えるうちに

心の中で、誰かが

そっと声を塞いだ

鮮やかな嘘は、圧倒的真実で

心に広がる深海は

ゆっくりと膜で覆われ

振動もなく

光もなく

温もりも届かない


自己は凍えたまま

ゆっくりと腐っていく