Just the Two of Us - Tomioka Taeko

You'll make tea,
I'll make toast.
While we're doing that,
at times, early in the evening,

someone may notice the moonrise dyed scarlet

and at times visit us

but that'll be the last time the person comes here.

We'll shut the doors, lock them,

make tea, make toast,

talk as usual about how

sooner or later

there will be a time

you bury me,

and I bury you, in the garden,

and go out as usual to look for food.

There will be a time

either you or I

bury either me or you in the garden

and the one left, sipping tea,

then for the first time, will refuse fiction.

Even your freedom

was like a fool's story.