I Crossed Half of China to Sleep with You
Actually, sex is the same
on top or bottom. It’s just
the force of collision between two bodies,
the forcing open of a flower,
the flower-faked spring we confused
for life opening once more.
Everything is happening across China:
Volcanoes are erupting
Political prisoners and refugees ignored
Deers and cranes held at gun point.
I had to brave through bullets to sleep with you
I had to press innumerable nights into one dawn to sleep withyou
Innumerable I’s running to one I to sleep with you
Of course sometimes the butterflies will lead me astray
Praise confused for spring
A Hengdian-like town for home
are all the more reasons I must sleep with you.