A horse and a dream and a shallot

Nobuo Akiba

　 A horse had a dream. Running the plain, a shallot was dangling in front of him. Knowing that a carrot was dangling, he thought it was rare that a shallot was. As he had been running a long time, he opened his mouth to eat it at one gulp.
　 He tried to swallow it with clinking jaws. The shallot might percieve the danger. It made a dodge quickly and got into the horse's ear. Because the shallot felt comfortable in the horse's temperature, it came in his body deeply.
　 The shallot had a dream. Becoming hungry, it thought about a monkey. Though it's common that a monkey peels a shallot, it dreamed a monkey was skinned by a shallot on the contrary. The peeled skin became potato chips. The potato chips started to squeak and they had dreams.
　 They thought about bonitos. They imagined it was easy to eat shaved bonitos since the bonitos were thinner than themselves. Taking mouthfull bonitos, potato chips became to feel sleepy.
　 The shaved bonitos thought about human beings. Bonitos are always used as a stock, but they dreamed to use men as it rarely.
　 They mummied men and shaved men crunchy. Then, they made soup from flakes. But they realized it is quite flavorless.
　 The human being who was used as a stock and lost his color had a dream about a horse. Horse's raw meat is tasty, and roast one is as well. He chopped a living horse's head off. A shallot, a monkey, potato chips and bonitos flushed out from the horse's body with blood. And then the horse woke up. When the horse felt relieved, he heard the waltz music.
　 Carrying a man on a merry-go-round of an amusement park, the horse was spiked alive through his back.

(translated by author himself)
〈March 2000 Tokyo session〉