49. hibiki and coin karaoke
count to three. one, two, three.
what's the first thing you think of?
i just saw a palm tree. tall, long. firm, frank. full. palm tree on a grassy beach.
i've always been looking and listening. just that kind of kid. sinking your feet in the sand and letting the tide drift over you like a whisper of skin. the lightest touch. that's me.
touch. touching.
our greatest agony is our truest meaning. our closest friend.
buck, that's not my name. but sometimes i feel like a buck. just one unit of currency. a standard measure of value. a simple thing. ask me who i am. who am i?
well, look at that low piece of grass. the loamy sand and dirt covering this here palm tree. the swirling, tectonic rich pattern of the bark. careful of the light, she blinds, doesn't she, through the wide leaves? i'm a big man who appears like a straight, smushed stick figure from down here. i'm massively strong and agile.