3 september 2022
Untouching Smiles
Sitting on the border wall
and looking at the moon.
Back-and-forth,
Back-and-forth
China breaks in my dry eyes.
Clay into vitrified
ceramic asks for emigration
to the sea for final immersion,
to meet the creator.
I look for your face
in water, that haunts me
day and night. Would you ever
fill up the colors in the map of my pain?
More poems. How could you
stop them coming? My
every ache turns into a daffodil.
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