Endless Poem by todd zhang

Now is winter, my love
My imagiation is full of feather and cotton

Untender mobile phone brings up your untender emotion
But I feel so warm even like the strong drink and chafing dish

Flowers are still on the stalk
I fantasized my son when it begin to snow
He will jump into a womb in future
Just like a terror

This is the first winter that I live alone
The frail understanding of myself has become deeper and deeper
Except my beard, I can't find anything to deal with