What’s the trace do I leave behind
in the city where I live for a while?
the Trace I leave Behind
art
I don’t know what’s this, struggling, or fighting?
Hard to describe who you are
But when I saw you revealed on paper
my heart trembled
and felt tears welling up
Bumping Into the Fantasy Forest
I imagine a wide-open space
surrounded by trees
front, left, right, back, top, bottom
I wish to be a winter tree
Standing alone in the cold wind
With all leaves left you
The Unbearable Heaviness of Being
Cleanse Away the Day
Before going to bed
I cleaned away the makeup with remover pads
to keep my face clean
But when I looked at the mirror
a question came to my mind
how about the invisible residue behind the face?
Chaotic Mind on A Sleepless Night
It’s a roll of
chaotic mind
on a sleepless night
How to be happy?
Sometimes
I may forget how to be happy
But I guess it’s okay
It will be okay
I trusted you
I still trust you
MOWEN 