on a clear Taichung night in the month of ghosts

on a clear Taichung night in the month of ghosts

Perseid stars can be my lovers

high from a mountain looking up

or from the River Han above her

lights are few there and the sky has plenty

along the bike path of drunken dreams

heavenly perpetuity can cloud my mind

radiating Perseus constellation in streams

a crescent moon will have set

favorable for midnight fireballs

Han water flows under Swift-Tuttle

a most favorable forecast for all

on August twelfth i will grab my tequila

ride up and away from town

with bottle raised high multi-tasking

for what i seek shall be found

she is done with her lover in the night

though i could make her stars warm

why would she not share life’s mystery

remaining unconscious through the dawn

when i arrive upstream i will pour the bottle

into the dorsal spine

resistant to a night of crawlers

with spray so they will be kind 

when i ride home wobbling

looking for the front door key

she will not see me returning

from eternity

July 28, 2018
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