/ Poison
Tobacco bates breath
the exile’s window is aligned with
wings the sea’s depths sent soaring
winter music sailing in
like a fading flag
is yesterday’s wind, is love
regret descends like a heavy snowfall
in the moment a stone bares its finale
I wail out the rest of my life
give me one more name
I disguise myself as misfortune
I block out the sun of the mother tongue
— FORTHCOMING IN BEI DAO'S NEW BOOK
Endure (Black Widow Press, 2011)
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