When No Father Arrives

Ching-In Chen

breathing in notice
to light a fire in classic wall

breeze and sun in forest

breathing out name
what I see in circle
to open up a tear in membrane

breathing in see
you do not need a velvet stomach
what's in motion
you do not need a taut line

breathing out the water has transformed
don't get stuck in cradle don't get lost along green

everything I pass if you don't consider yourself same language
breathing in repetitions yet ask for that same patrol

and variations in the leaves yet desire that same protection
breathing out can see where then combine my memory shape the bone
ask the half-shut question
we belong to each other