Yasushi Ikeda

Stage


The darkest shadow has an air of ghost

He believes he was a king

He claims he was assassinated

He wants his son to be a detective

His son has an air of ghost

He questions whether to be or to go

He acts as a detective 

He laughs at his girlfriend and kills her father

She has an air of ghost

She likes to sing in a river

She dreams of living in a convent 

He and she have an air of ghost

Whoever understands them has an air of ghost

This pale cool air is a funny fragile fragrance 

Of utterly immature actors on this cosmic stage.

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