THE PROFOUND SUBSTANCE OF PURITY

BY MICHELLE MIANLI SHAO

1.

Floor fades a lot

winter, noon, on top

slumbering in this fragile bed

I transfer to another salt

2.

Somehow, in light, we shake

in dark, we disavow

in circle we love

the people we can't have

and being loved by people

who can't have us

3.

The departure

upon my scars

with the same salt tree

was singing on each tear

4.

With you, in hungry

with you, in desire

with you, in last

5.

I hold the source dear my soul

within reach the pure

to keep your

profound

6.

Come along

or dream along

bear the shine of this salt

to get the thread

I continue to make

7.

But just

just do what I do

just focus this floor only this floor

8.

Then lull

anguish changes to the small

the thread reflects on the mound

where I have been

totally

lost

9.

Still

10.

As I wade through the bullets

I can not tell

what had happened

I can not tell

what I saw