The Sea Beyond This World [translated]

By Kiwao Nomura

*translated by Kyoko Yoshida and Forrest Gander*



 



a sea beyond this world (what if



there was (just a (fuzz



of thought I had (imagination dead



imagine (we’re told for untold ages to imagine



the meaning of the world as folds



and the beyond as folds



over the elastic roll (of fold on fold (sss… sea



(like that (still



we imagine out of habit (yes-yes



perhaps



somewhere in the dark universe floating (floating?



a sea?  (yes (fuzzy



distant source, a watery uterus (no



babbling (like abrasions



profuse grooves (a speck of green



in the sea of tranquility (floating like soft rock (as



if you consider it too much                                                    



the subject (which is your head (so to speak



would crash down (like that (sss…sea



just (a thought but



it’s the spray at least (yes-yes



in which I would be soaked



 



the sea beyond this world (and (for a long time



the ordinary sea (again, again (having swum in the encephaloid



quietude  (fuzz (in what way



in what way are they different



in that quietude (just the (ordinary sea



swells  (like a medusa



the sea beyond this world  (palpitating  (adrift



promenading (this one as (a glossal mire



the ordinary sea  (so  (moon-inclined



tonguing and tongued  (this  (tongue



beyond all world  (sinister red  (the sea  (sinister red            



itself like  (a moon  (a mire



 



and you see



the sea beyond this world (so to speak  (already and always



took place  (people there



tugged their boats where they pleased  (and I’ll breach



kiss  (address  (tomorrow embrace



the winsome distillate of your flesh



so to speak (when everything is breached



there’s nothing left to do  (boats move  (as a thousand grooves



dazzling diagrams



and only on those grooves



can I survive  (imagine  (that



the stinging surface (of my skin and



beaded tears of  (semen that never  (poured into you



are  (grooves



as well (as the sounds at our death


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