Red string

prompt: Longing

Indescribable feeling, xiang si, mutually occupying each other minds;

(but how do I know you think of me? it’s not me to say)

goes away upon peaceful music,

trying to drift to sleep,

a familiar song like a trigger

round headed bullet like the fat nib of  a pen

your hand

(I had a bandage, but you didn’t want it)

was bleeding

around your finger, a red ring,

tugs me along


Author: naomi

Student, likes learning about foreign cultures, shall not divulge anymore so my identity is not exposed!

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