Dune
By Takashi Yama
A mass of cool seawater is crawling up a slope, and starts washing away two sand-moats arround stepped by my feet. Masses of liquidity are tickling both feet. I'm sensing my position as being inclined gradually with my own pendulum.
Once those masses are in a calm though, they are now assimilating into a space where is unable me to breath by a constant force. A million of structural particle poles supporting my feet vertically against a force are being collapsed by reflection flows.
Semipermanently being repeated a catch-ball, between an aero-force and an attractive force localized.
My own weight stamps a sense of my foot beneath off-shore side being tickled by lots of particles of wet sand, and I newly take a step forward by the other foot on-shore side.
Dry some sand particles are being hung on my shin-hair, also some white grains of salt crystal as well. The itch is imperceptible, because sun's radiation might force my senses numbed.
Though most parts of the surface of this dune is heated as high as a burned skillet, the shore-line area is cool enough to be felt nicely.
A trace quickly would be removed, that is convenient phenomenon of nature. Unevenly distorted my inside is cleaned up, oppositely my thoughts for waves is lashed, I'm wishing my past a road to transform into like a dune while walking around the shoreline slowly as usual.
Not so easy to erase my footprints so far. My existence, not other's memories, it will be repeated.
I have been understanding that the day is to be close since the beginning to live here. No food probably preys my health.
A midsummer season is coming toward me. Painful wind being capable of developing winter waves, is of course disadvantage for Taiji's physical and mental. It would be more intolerable for my starved body to have the midsummer sunshine though.
I'm wishing being flown away from the shoreline along the rip-current offshore with an abandoned surfboard.
Early morning at coastal sea produces pure and cool breezes. Footstep's sounds by fascinated surfers are to be heard from somewhere. Clear blue spreading all over the sea is giving its charm eternity.
Surfers are to become small and to swim with a sense that is sucked into the deep blue off-shore. Their heads like as sesame's grains are up and downs with swell waves, a large flock of seabirds is flying from somewhere above the sea region where a current rip being different colors.
It is a rhythm created by waves and flying seabirds.
Human's achievement doesn't interest the transparent feeling having the spread of encompassing for watching people. Instead, warnings against the slowdown for nature will turn into disaster with no collateral.
A simple mechanism continueing until its a collapse, no matter who exists there.
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"……"
Taiji looked at his feet with a smile like despising something.
There is a man sitting with a plastic bag within my visibility. Holding the bag in his left hand putting its opening onto his mouth in order to sniff a small quantity of paint thinner. Around 20-year-old man has been seen some times a month here, several times he has said to me something stranges since his appearing here. Lack of his front tooth when he smiled once, was impressive.
The man who seems a little stupid, usually drives a white car and hiding pinewoods behind. Because there is no sign of bruising anywhere, he has the capable of driving his car at least anyway.
He seems to notice my watching him though, he is included within my visibility and having an attitude of acting to snif it rather than hiding from me. Due to the lack of front tooth or not, his histrionically humorous impresses funny.
"Bastard.."
Recent thinner addicts have almost disappeared, but possessed young man rarely come here where is no other people, for sniffing drugs something.
There is only sound that hitting the surface of sea water by waves here where is very calm that seems me to image that some incidents will happen here only for the first time.
A helicopter is flying above the coast whether it might be against international crimes. Near coast like here enables suspects to be exposed to them due to there is no other people and only being calm. Then I guess myself being non-wary person included to their list even though living here a long time already.
Some pieces of plywood embedded into the sand is now a comfortable myhome.
This place where almost infinite ocean sea water exists, enables me to urinate and defecate, but doesn't provide me some drinkable water. Sewage draining from houses nearby is still undrinkable. And a kind of bathroom and toilet has rarely been seen along this coast. So about 3km looking for water by walking sometimes will be done way to a convenience store.
This dirty-dressed attracts at where young people from urban area are talking and doing something before their surfing. But it is fun accustomed now for me. Once they talked to me where is the good point to surf among the b