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化け猫

君を撫でて
顔を埋めて
不機嫌な面で睨まれたいな
路地裏に消えてく君の
二股のしっぽも愛おしい

僕のことをじっと見つめるのに
カメラを向けたら目を背けるの
烏の濡れ羽と同じ色
足音も立てず夜に溶けた

愛想のない君は化け猫
ガラスの瞳に赤い満月が映った
愛憎渦巻く街の路地裏で
取り殺されても構わないよ

振り返らない君の髪
夢中で追いかけて気づかぬ間に
路地裏、ねじれてくリビドー
迷い込んでしまってもう終い

僕は気づく、愛しい割れたしっぽに
いつの間に無数にのたうつ蛇
正しく汚れてく君を
あいも変わらないままに愛でた

愛想のない君は化け猫
揶揄うみたいに牙を見せて笑って
細胞ひとつさえ残らないように
食い殺されて終わりがいいな

寂しいと猫撫で声で鳴いて
承認と肉を狩る
満たされた後には
白い血と赤いミルクの海だけ

気まぐれに夜と戯れ
灰色の人の群れからはぐれ
誰にも懐かない君の大きなあくび
僕には眩しい
思わせぶりに笑って奪っていった全部
そうやって化かされた

愛想のない君は化け猫
ただの一度も飼い慣らせはしなくて
敗北者として君に隷したい
首輪をつけるのは僕の方だね

愛想のない君は化け猫
ガラスの瞳に赤い満月が映った
愛憎渦巻く街の路地裏で
取り殺されても構わないよ

Bakeneko

I want to stroke your fur
and bury my face in it
and be glared at with a grumpy face.
Your forked tail disappearing into the alleyway
is also endearing.

You stare at me intently,
but you look away when I point a camera at you.
The same color as a raven's wet feathers,
you melted into the night without a sound.

You're a standoffish bakeneko,
with the red full moon reflected in your glassy eyes.
In the back alleys of this city swirling with love and hate,
I wouldn't mind being killed for you.

Your hair, never looking back,
I chased you blindly, and before I knew it,
the alleyway, the libido twisting.
I got lost and it's over.

I realize, the beloved broken tail,
when did it become countless writhing snakes?
You, who are becoming properly dirty,
I loved you the same as ever.

You're a standoffish bakeneko,
You laugh, baring your fangs as if in mockery.
I would like to be eaten by you
so that not even a single cell remains.

When you feel lonely, you purr like a cat,
Hunting for approval and flesh.
After being satisfied,
only a sea of white blood and red milk remains.

You playfully frolic with the night,
separated from the gray masses of people.
Your big yawn, not fond of anyone,
is dazzling to me.
You laugh suggestively and take everything away,
that's how I was tricked.

You're a standoffish bakeneko,
You never let me tame you even once.
I want to be your slave as a loser,
It's me who will be wearing the collar.

You're a standoffish bakeneko,
with the red full moon reflected in your glassy eyes.
In the back alleys of this city swirling with love and hate,
I wouldn't mind being killed for you.