Spider Crack

Up my arms

A shiver at the rustling

Sorting through the keys

We pause and smile

Shimmering in moonlight

Cool breeze swirls around the closed door

A spider with only a thread

Flying blind, I see spider cracks

I bought bright padlocks

For her backpack

A funeral, her first trip

Alone.

Sticking together

The memory of crashing water
where long ago the river
disentangled
no longer reaching
the dropping areca
and I return to the present
searching for end of the gumtape

The lands

The bare root of the plantations are white
like the hooves of the raiding deer
a crack of thunder in
this season of morning dew
more unfathomable than the waters
and clouds by the mountain slopes
between breaths, I burn.

Red hot coin

Please, please inside

My house is yours,

Hang your masks on the wall

Throw away your armour

The neighbors don’t mind the clatter

They’re all deaf, you see

Their silence hangs

Like a red hot coin, straight from the fire;

A star hanging over them

From it a thousand beam of illumination