I’m no ordinary drunkard:
I get drunk without drinking.
Your love is like
A Chinese toy—
graceful, harmless
I bought it without buying
You said it was for free
I was startled yet excited
I took the toy to my home
And locked it in the heart’s closet
I woke up this morn
And found myself dysfunctional.
A lovelorn Lilliput
Sketched his indifferent lover
He amputated her soul
And planted in the soil
It grew in splendor—
his blood poisoned its flavor
I had checked the label of
The toy that you gave me
That plant was its fragrance
This evening
A fire burns within me
I deny to be a hedonist
This toy in my heart’s closet
Is no ordinary:
It makes me to love without loving