I just found an old poem for someone. It was written in English, which I now put into Chinese.
Wait on You
I am sitting here, intent upon a 13-inch wall
listening to the drizzle
dripping sand down upon the blade
shimmering on the sleepy ground.
Will this night never quicken its pace
to catch your long-legged day?
You are driving fast
through the streets of lonely noises
because we did not measure them like two inchworms
Now, in the loneliness of low noises I sit
until your rosy twilight
shovels into my morning wood
I can be as patient as a leech
The instant you emerge from the depth
I will surge with a sudden charge
suck and rape
You'll be shut in my eyelids
and carried away to a dreamscape
05: 50 Nov. 27, 2002 for K