A Lunatic Hit by a Car

In the pool of blood lies the Finger—decapitated and snatched From its owner’s hand. Whose finger was that? Every one knew nothing of the man; Every one knows something of the man. Lonely and singular finger was thumb; The nail of whose has been uprooted And now there a fly flies Shading its hazed shadow […]

Ennead #2: Alcohol, Plea & Freedom (Are We Taking Care #5)

  –1– Hey, look your son drunk…he can’t walk properly…he’s searching the way to home… Hey, uncle, your daughter drunk…she can’t walk…look the strap is out…oh…sexy… Son, never make it a habit. What a feat you had showed. I’m ashamed to be your father. –2– Turn to me. Can’t you hear me turn to me now…okay…you’re a […]

Are We Taking Care? #2

Continued… –c– The spring sun was high in the sky. The singing of cuckoo could be heard. The thirty years old, once renowned, poet woke up, she was still heavy at the head. She looked around and found silence. She drowsily light a cigarette– And open her blog account to see the reactions to her poem. She […]