Poetry of Death (I)
In the dark, there was a kind of laughter that broke the board of my grave.
Do you know that?/You know what? This is a land where tigers are buried.
Like a burning tiger across the water.
Your laughter floats on the river.
Tiger
Two broken bones.
On the night when the river began to freeze in laughter.
A tiger with a broken leg came down the river to my house.
By the window.
A board for burying tigers.
Divided in two by laughter
Poetry of Death (Ⅱ)
The girl I can see
The maiden in the water
In the wheat field, please.
Clean up my bones
Like a pile of reed bones.
Bring him back in a box.
What I saw.
A clean girl, a girl by the river.
Please reach into the wheat field.
When I have no hope to sit in a pile
Mai zi Shang Jia hui
Please tidy up my messy bones.
Put it in a small wooden cabinet. Bring it back.
Like bringing back your rich dowry
But don't tell me.
Hold the wood and hang the clothes on the hay.
Mom.
Poetry of Death (Part III: Picking Sunflowers)
Cow thief in rainy night
Climbed into my window.
On my dream body
Picking sunflowers
I'm still sleeping.
On my sleeping body
Colorful sunflowers have blossomed.
Those pickers
Still like a sunflower field
Beautiful clumsy duck
Cow thief in rainy night
Let me stop being human.
Steal it from your body.
I'm still sleeping.
I was taken out of my body.
Beyond sunflowers. I am the biggest in the world.
The first cow (the dead queen)
It feels beautiful.
I'm still sleeping.
Cow thief in rainy night
So I am very happy.
I became another colored cow.
In my body.
Run in high spirits