Hydromechanics, a Poem

Translated…

A River Runs Through My Body

With the Tears as Its Exit

And, Some Unknown Caves

not my photograph…

Had Never Seen Any Water that Passes By

Those Once Flooded Shores

Is Already, Exposed, with the Empty Jars and Bottles Showing

Some Seeds, Refused to Decay

feeling that immense sorrow here…

Waiting for the Springtime

They’re, Bound to See the Skies

From the Muddied Patches

So, this, is where all the waters, the tears, and the sweats in your bodies go, huh???  And, some tears had, run dry, while others will, keep on flowing out of your heart’s eyes, until the day you’re finally, laid, to rest!

 

 

 

 

 

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