Kimmi In a Rice Field - Mr Twin Sister, Balam Acab

At first the sky was empty

Kimmi’s feet follow

The path to the edge

Near the road

A boy passes

Guiding his bike

He waves hello

Patiently, Kimmi waits

Patiently

Picking petals

Until the moon

Lifts itself to the sky

Stars come out

Kimmi rushes

To the edge

There she catches

Catches sight of her dead sister

With a grin, she’s moaning, «beware of me»

Seedlings stirring towering over

Kimmi runs, the field is alive

It swallows her whole body, she fights

Dead alive, together

In their rice field, together