Late Spring: Collaboration with Yuan Chen (779-831)

Evening swallows keep twittering by the curtain
Skin muffles in vague charred lips
Sparrows squabble, stir up dust on the steps
Cleavage opening easily as mouth
Charred nipples smear on tongue
Evening wind closes gate, injuries hesitating on skin
Quietly flowers fall but no one comes


Yuan Chen and Ray Craig