Three more
星期六 十月 03, 2009 7:31 am
1)
Somehow, I thought
I would be the one
who tears the sky apart
I find I am the one
who stitches its crack
day and night
Rains pour,
No rainbow ahead.
2)Shanghai Night
You should go back.
He insists.
The city he merely gets known
from a book,
he believes I belong there.
He is right.
3)
Hei, it is me.
The one with soft pack,
you purchased from Dollar Store.
Shoveled into your pocket,
you brought me home.
Now your cigarettes lie beside me,
we all wait for our turn.
You strike a match,
I hate to say, I feel cold.