as the sun sets over bat-tossed winds and typhoon tailing clouds disarrayed the muddy Han gulped too fast mountain waters blue liquid sapphire glinting in the Taichung night undetectedacross the Strait er-hu playing sadly in the torrential rain at the Peng-Hu crash site ruining itself in haste ultraviolet blinded pilot frogs pucker and kiss the evening air as i rest my eyes where no headlights show snakes emerging
The Han River Estuary
dangerous turds of evening dog walkers before the next spinning wind lines up to pass through Taiwan customs like day-laborers on to the next job unrolling tarps of advertisement that didn't tear or fly away 7-24-14
a stray typhoon cloud inches its shadow onto a mountain o'er the river translucent moon comes soon overcome in daylight butterfly blue crystal wings the sun setting on my western shoulder whipped counterclockwise towards Japan rolling over the Marco Polo Bridge from oil rigs off the coast of Vietnam two Chinas agreeing without question the typhoon's headed in the right direction as the Taiwanese do as they please rain smashed winds blow heavily northeasterly farther and farther from an orphan's homeland i am happily left alone on the Han to stay squarely in a beautiful island day 7-8-14
you're the sure i push off of to get my boat a-rowing you're the land that doesn't understand how pebbles in the sand are blowing you who i invite to get the story right unwelcome to your call i'll fuck you up in a fight and enjoy this lovely day of all your useless things you buy and you don't need i'll always have this special day you can never sell or criticize it of all the men and women of sex lust alone i move for no other reason but to show my children how to earn you're not my kids who'll never learn humanity runs away from my heart when you don't see the need for me find yourself someone you trust who thinks you have potential i have nothing to do with your direction you're only living in competition 7-8-14
