the inordinately selfish by anon8924

The Inordinately Selfish

それは憐れみをおぼえることもあるが
タイムラインを眺めているときだけ
ねじを巻いて歩き出すと
もう忘れている
今夜なにを食べようか
かんがえる
体内の仕掛けをはずして
愛や何かに付け替えても
愛にも何にもならない
親が死んでも
打ち込みは止めない

“The Inordinately Selfish”

I may feel a flicker of pity, but only while scrolling through the timeline.
Once the mainspring is wound and I start to walk, it is already forgotten.
"What shall I eat tonight?" I wonder.
Even if I stripped away the internal mechanism and replaced it with love or something like it, it becomes neither love nor anything at all.
Even when a parent dies, I keep on sequencing.