Covered by a hat until one day
The hat rotted before it protruded from the wall.
The act of knocking it into the wall many years ago
A tiny static metal seems to have just stopped.
The bare bald head on the wall is passing through the sun.
Sharp as never before.
It doesn't just go through the sun.
Through the room and the sky.
This is from the depths of reality.
Rush to the shallow side with baldness.
How does this entrance coordinate with the sky?
How it fits a simple heart.
A nail through the sky
Like a king who just ascended the throne.
Sharp, broad and radiant.
A nail that pierces the sky
It is always protected by a hat.
Stick out from the wall until the hat begins to rot and fall off.
Many years ago, the movement of crashing it into the wall
It seems that a tiny and quiet metal fragment has just ended.
Exposed to the wall, its bald head penetrates the sun.
Become more acute than ever
There, it not only penetrates sunlight.
It also penetrated the room and the sky
The cement was nailed deep.
Expose your bare head from the depths of the facts.
It pricks at the empty side, the shallow side.
This entrance fits the sky very well.
So consistent with the hearts of ordinary people.
A nail that pierces the sky
Its brilliance shines in all directions.
As a monarch who has just stepped into the crowd.