Drop dead

I ran this marathon
with the intention of
completion in triumph.

I realised in midway
that was only
an aspirational goal.
I had no choice but
downgraded it to
successful completion
with torlerable suffering
of sprains and strains.

I was a wilted desert lily
so detrimentally dehydrated
yet was afraid of hyponatremia.

My greatest concern though
is the likelihood of
revitalisation after
a cardia arrest.

Unsettled – College Poems

night
creep to my bedside
vaguely
in the pale moonlight
open a book page
the blindness of my heart
omitting a tittle

grab a cigarette
missing the light
fall back to bed
drifting off

the torrential rain
hurry to be awake
looking in the mirror
the drenched me
escaping from the dream
defenceless


悄悄落到床边
依稀里
看到月色下的苍白
执一本书
心盲了
读不进一个逗点
抽一根烟
找不到零星火点
倒头睡去吧
梦里有雨
赶快醒来
镜子里
从雨中走出的我
无处藏身

Broken

Pale face
I almost lost you
I cried over the diminishing sparks in your eyes

Pale face oh my fairest
I sobbed over the thought of losing you

Pale face
Let me hold you
Place your head on my chest
My heartbeats thumping your blood float
Multiplying your crimson stains

Pale face
I finally made it right here
Please, please don’t fade away