砕けた春きて理屈で野人は彼か思考5時カレーは反射で作りできる畑炊く

くだけたはるきてりくつでやしんはかれかしこうこしかれかはんしやでつくりてきるはたけたく

Spring cracks open, reasoning, the wild man wonders—is it him? At 5 p.m., reflexive curry is cooked, fields simmering with thought.