You want to spread your wings and fly, so you dream about [bad word] a swallowtail butterfly
You'd look good in snake skin
The rain pours garagara
Unable to move
 [bad word] the bait and just waiting for Spring [bad word] 
The mouth opens

The insect in its pupal stage opens its wings, ready to fly out any minute
You are so cute all grown up
Falling in love with a flower, you suck and suck on the sweet honey
You don't even notice me
Fangs out

I bloom ablaze with love towards the escargot and foie gras that you are

The beloved pupa, you flapped your dirty wings at me
Inside my stomach

Barari-gurari, bara-bara dissected into pieces
With your wings torn off
I think you'd look good in snake skin
Repeating the answer that has been going around and around
The repeating life
With your twisted warped and bent self
You melt
Shall we mix and [bad word] one?

"Like the mermaid swimming in gastric juice."
"Like the swallowtail butterfly, the pupa will transition and grow wings."

I dreamed about
My favorites are tge round long wings, just like the ones you have

Why don't you [bad word] out from the bushes
How you feel is what's most important
Right?

Repeating the answer that has been going around and around
The repeating life
With yoyr twisted warped and bent self
You melt
Shall we mix and [bad word] one?

Cold Rain

You weep as you are on top of the spider
You conceive under the dazzling sky, the earth and the spider's lair
"Sacrifice, is your answer correct?"
Masochism + Sadism

Holding on to your arms to sleep
At nights when I feel too scared to sleep, I think of you

There is no sentiment nearby
Just the decadence of future and greed

Let's share the fate of the spider's thread, but... 
We say Sayonara just once
Why and where have you fallen...
Your big, shiny silver eyes, ahh...

You are probably able to forgive even the savage creatures
Forgetting to eat the legs on the ground
Don't leave any leftovers please

Swaying back and forth, back and forth
Your honest and straight eyes not blinking anymore, I think
Without a doubt
Inside you
It's the season to be gnawed into.