Dec 2017
lying on the ground
a cup of untouched mint tea
oxidizing from ochre to black
I put on a coat
stretch out on the balcony,
and wait for the mist
a cup of untouched mint tea
oxidizing from ochre to black
I put on a coat
stretch out on the balcony,
and wait for the mist
ha poem more like stream of consciousness
(China)
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