Modern poetry of umbrella

-Yaxian

Umbrella and me

And heart disease

What about autumn?

I walked with my house in my arms.

Rain, say something sarcastic

Play on the dome.

There is no song to sing.

Even in autumn,

Even a heart attack.

There is no song to sing.

Two frogs

Stuck in my broken shoes

I walk and they sing.

Even if they sing.

I have nothing to sing.

Me and an umbrella

And heart disease

What about autumn?

There is no song to sing.