I Met With Deception

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The last the narrowest corner

in the whole wide world.

There I met with deception.

***

Lying face down on the bed

Someone said to me

You’re more beautiful than ever

The people outside all love you even more than they did.

***

Only one step away from a deception

I could not lay bare.

Your waking might have only lasted minutes.

I wanted to say

the red tablets are like seeds if one looks at them long enough.

What I really wanted to say was

what human beings enjoy most

is, at close distance,

to gather round bleeding wounds.

***

As for all those things on the outside

I wanted to hide them, I could not help myself.

I wanted to grow in a flurry a thousand hands.

I thought to pray to God

to protect you with unconsciousness

I was forced to stand on the side of lies.

***

I’ve come from the outside.

Day after day

my high-strung heart

stores up an intricate thread-like terror.

***

You have made

the bedspread crumpled all over.

Again and again

I have failed to smooth that cotton.

***

I’ve done all I can

to take up your line of sight.

Apart from my hands

I don’t know what else

I can use to shelter you with.

Written By Wang Xiaoni

Translation: 2004, Simon Patton

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