Poems of Scavengers

Come and pioneer

Don’t use too many eyes

Count the plastic bottles one by one

I’ll pick up yours too The back view

is like an insignificant speck of dust

Floating with an peaceful soul

Wandering in the streets and alleys with the wind

From The ceiling with neon lights flashing

Removed from the chassis of the car

Urban morning and dusk

Rough eyes smoothed out

One-cent banknotes The creases on your clothes

Then send your love to the distance

Even though your clothes are clean every day

Living with filth

In your heart, you There is a steelyard

Not even as good as a palace

An abandoned garbage basket

Maybe people in this city

will remember it The size of the Ferris wheel

But I didn't notice the New Year's Eve

You are missing a window in your humble dwelling

And you are used to it

Standing rickety Head down and go out