Smiling To A Final Lie In Front Of Your Teeth Poem by Catherine Yen

I began to sympathize with her
In the moon halo beneath the sunset
Like mist, like veil
Unknown as I
Who need a name
The symbol entangled the footsteps
From memory to forgetfulness
Like a life of ephemera
Lines structured the life
It can cut the screen into pieces of a painting
Line of words would change the form of a verse
Hunger and thirst in a mystery
A love can be betrayed at any time
She swims like a frog
In quagmire
In crack of the rocks
Masturbating thru the life
Dawdled in joy and sorrow
Life and death
Grasping the beating heart
Perceiving one’s own contradiction
The silk thread bundles oneself and people
Like a flying kite in height
Can't find its source
When cloud and goshawk encountered
Whatever remains?

Silent the studio
Scattered the paintings
Escaping the image of cemetery thru the screen
Resurrection of the cross
Rags and wax pots
An altar for you
Echoed the footsteps
The desolation of the wind bell
Like a hidden camera
Collecting the disturbed soul
Leaping the drawing board and greaseproof paper
Biting the shadow of the corridor in click sound
A man
Who lost his mind
In some lost place I wish to find
Follow me, you said
But you walk behind
I polished my tongue
Against the pumice moon
Floated my soul in blueberry wine
Walk out the studio
I saw my name
Dangling in the wrinkles of the moon
Smiling to a final lie
In front of your teeth