softly

I tell you this to let you know who I am and who you are.

One day, I woke up.

dark and lukewarm

Where am I?

I hear voices.

“Coo, coo, cooock-æ-dooodle-doooouu…”

I feel it all over my body.

Suddenly, I was thrown into the air.

Dazzling! It’s Hot! What a Ray of Heat!

After falling to the ground, I rolled around for a while.
I was pretty dizzying.

A bird here, maybe it’s mommy.

Something wraps me and lift me up.

After that, I was boxed up, trucked away, hot showered, etc.,
and packed up and put on the store shelves.
I was a little sleepy, so I dozed off,
and a boy came and put the pack I was in into the basket.
So I was bought.
I was scared to be taken to a strange place,
but I was also looking forward to it.
I was still sleepy, though, so I fell asleep.

It’s...cold and dark here.

Pakaf’

light and lukewarm wind

“How many eggs?”
“Two.”
“OK. Hu-hu-huhun~”

I was chosen.

The next moment, I was out of hand.

It Hurts!

I knew then.
If I bump into something hard any harder, it’s over.
I’m ephemeral, but you are not.
You are not an egg.

(Kohei Okuma. "Softly". Wrote on July 8, 2022)