after gobbling up a dawn-announcing rooster

the hissing python leisurely slipped into the deep woods

spraying poisonous mist on its way

right at this moment

under the cover of smoke bombs

a group of bayonets are violating in turn

a tearful flower

at another corner

a bunch of pipe-smoking old men

are plotting in secret on how to purchase

the virginity of the world

after inhaling a mouthful of soft, moist air

the poet standing at the top of a high-rise building

exclaims in delight

"what a beautiful morning!"

Appeared in:     

Poem of the Month(2016.4);Poems of the World(Vol.20 #3, Spring 2016);

Taiwan Modern Poetry;