Absurd Memory (Poem)

Absurd Memory

By XP
　　
　　This is a time
　　When absurdity exists no longer
　　Ideas and thoughts piling up in flee market
　　Emotions tagged with price
　　We are no more surprised
　　
　　Drunk, people frivolously talk about
　　The tender feelings
　　That have been dressed up
　　Or Madam butterfly
　　Wearing combat boots
　　
　　Yet in a breeze
　　From some corner of the Autumn
　　I saw an unfamiliar look
　　From a pair of unfamiliar eyes
　　Like the deep ocean
　　And it silenced instantly
　　The dusk of the whole city
　　
　　10/07/04