High Noon

1
The world is burning
People are making irregular movements
And we don't care the relation between

Time is just right
Twenty steps away
He's standing still
like a delicate sculpture

Are his eyes raging fire?
I cannot see
I only know I'm in delight:
I've found my rival!

Right now
His shadow cannot catch me
His chips is also six
This is a fair duel!

Rejoice, my friend
This is a fair duel!

2
I raised my right hand
He also raised his right hand
I aimed his forehead
Saw but a dark circle

I'm staring into the dark circle
The dark circle is also staring into me
like a black sun
devouring all

A drop of tear fell from my eye
yet my hand is firm
as it must be
How I want to see one more time
the burning world
the irregularly moving people

Hanging by a thread
Contiousness went mad
Memories scatter like snowflakes
voices chatter in my ears
"Take care on the road"
"Did you miss me?"
"Daddy is so cool!"
......

Have I lived this long?
I just lived this long!
Why am I here?
Focus!
Don't lose grip
Don't get devoured by that black sun!

3
At a meaningless,
motionless, lifeless high noon
I saw two people
miraculously having duel
They had the same outfit
the same movement
the same end

And the stories like this
must be told by someone else


June, 2024