Sunday, May 25, 2014

Poem: Midnight Poem (March 23, 2008)

Midnight Poem
Riding on a thin paper—
tonight, my mind is like a drop.  
but I have little to care—
the drop has no color
Find, Look, Join and Live—
tonight, my dream is on a strong stage.
as quiet as a corpse
I have nothing but a blank page 

March 23, 2008

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