ghostsf

Actually, sex is the same

on top or bottom. It’s just

the force of collision between two bodies,

the forcing open of a flower,

the flower-faked spring we confused

for life opening once more.

Everything is happening across China:

Volcanoes are erupting

Rivers drying

Political prisoners and refugees ignored

Deers and cranes held at gun point.

I had to brave through bullets to sleep with you

I had to press innumerable nights into one dawn to sleep withyou

Innumerable I’s running to one I to sleep with you

Of course sometimes the butterflies will lead me astray

Praise confused for spring

A Hengdian-like town for home

Yet these

are all the more reasons I must sleep with you.