Bike
I looked into her eyes languid ripples covered
the appearance of a tired woman hair burnt blonde gathered in a bun
The hospital wards hung like a prism, the walls pressed down with their blackness
Like in a tin can
I cried at the sight of you, sweeping my tears into my sleeves
The doctor came into the ward , dropping his gaze
, shuffling his slippers , whining like a river dog , proclaimed
The verdict was not clear to us go away vicious man
Your tone is hypocritical and I want to charge him
I called my father and asked him to come, he silently hung up
Mom do you remember when I was sixteen
, you gave me a new bike
Without a father, I was raised by everyone teased Eugene Frost
abandoned I grew
up only remembering fragments of paintings he was handsome
tall with big eyes, his beard sagged
tickled my cheeks when he pressed me to him
I was small at that time, you know, Mom, how it hurt
me when he left us, because I remember the family
, my eyes were burning happily in the middle of the blue, I don't dare express the whole layer of resentment in front of you
Sometimes I remember seeing off the broken wheel of an old bicycle
, he never came back to change the wheel.