A poem is about a car accident and going back in time.

A dead friend

Li Tang

A dead friend, come back to my body

I believe he will come back during the day.

At midnight, he came back in pieces.

Come back one by one, come back without saying a word

Finally, in my body, I gathered him

All parts: his tears, his blood.

His voice, his head, his can't turn.

Eyes, his arms can't fly.

His legs go in different directions—

A sudden brake once dispersed them.

His efforts were not in vain, and then I saw him.

Sitting in my body with a knot.

One last scream, trying to use your hands.

Open it slowly and send it back to your throat. he

Even left it on the high-grade highway.

Pain is also recovered and stored bit by bit.

My body is like a stone.

I know, all these arrangements are ready, and there will be

A heavy truck hit me-

A car accident, start over.

He used my body to die again.

A friend