early morning
it began raining
when we were dreaming
in bed of our own
it rained all day long
dark clouds were stirring in wild
it rained into the cane field
it rained onto the freeway
where many cars were running
toward XiaMen
it splashed against the car head
it streamed down the windowshield
views outside the carwindow
were totally bleak
feet under the seat
was numb and cold already
once i yearned for the fame and glory
after death
but now
i indulged myself in chasing the pleasure
of this world