Over a flower bridge

Over a flower bridge
I wonder where you hide yourself
if you have just grown wings
before your chest becomes a tide.

Cold rain plus flooding hysteria
dried tongues plus hypnopaedia
longings of past & nurofen
muffled war cries & dank space.

Over a coloured river
Wei & Mang tear themselves
feast on rice wine by the fire
which obscured the silvered kids.

Carved coffins & cruel tinder
blindfolded men plus ghost horses
scarred harmony plus staccato rhythms
terraced fields & blown curses.

Paroxysms of water
over a flower bridge.