You can’t call them Human either
Because they could never be the rain
Upon your brow
The cuts through your heart

You can’t call them Human either
Because they could never be the rain
Upon your brow
The cuts through your heart
Yes, you’re nothing but an object
Tightly bound
In copper wire
A kind of power
You thought belonged to you
How can you be that despicable
Staring directly at the sunset you refused to wear glasses
Until stars began to dance in your eyes
And you are? Who are you supposed to be?
People are going to know who you are?
A glimpse of someone naked
Grabbing at their clothes void of any kind of sensuality
Imagine your face
After that
If there were clouds?
If they were clouds, hovering
Over your house
It shan’t fall
Ever an accident at all
There within the darkest instant
The purest moment of clarity
An escape from poverty
A new beginning
The colours of a bride
The blinding brilliance
They actually, couldn’t recall
Or were they aware of the destruction of the crops, it never happened
Just the opening and closing of a dream
Even gone was the light
In the blink of the eye, the bird’s eye view
This Tết, lots of people like you
Chomp on soft stuff like watermelon
But after the first bite lose their teeth
If you had a blow-up doll
Blow it up, take it to bed
Don’t just part its legs
Pretend you’re busy so no one will see you
You can pretend to be scribbling something in the dark
Have faith in what you’ve noted
Don’t cream and holler like babies
To then after wipe your butt
The Man of the government has turned into a storm
You mumbled
As you listened to each drop of water fall short of an abandoned heart
Fell upon an abandoned homeland
In your heart
Not because you’re incapable of speech
But because there’s nothing left to say
You’re nauseated
By the talk
Behind your back
In their hopes of greatness
Gosh the people…
Slipping and sliding
Dead fish in a field of inhumanity
In the city of inhumanity even the streets are dead
Better a drop of blood
And the heel of a child
Then
Your cruelty
Aiming for the Achilles
You’re knocked out
And their reason was
Because you wanted to exchange toys
And were ignorant of the cost
You had tiny wooden toys
You wanted to exchange for the world
Then you must die
With a long chain
Prepared
That’s how you’ve committed the mortal sin of murder
Even when it’s nothing
But a recurring dream
The bleeding cause of your pure heart
One upon a time there was only one Sun now there may be two
The truth is a long night
Full, then you know you’ve survived
Unto you allow me this
Darkness is something we all cherish
Because in the dark
Evil can be
Effortlessly misplaced
But it’s meaningless
When one is bitten by a dog
Should one bite back
Especially when
It’s a bit mad?
Yes. Then again probably no
A waste of time as I watched you
Mumbling to yourself
Living is to give and dying meant more giving (there’s a definite sharp accent on that)
In your sleep
The earth is your bed
The sky in baby blue was the mosquito net