Bike

I looked into her eyes languid ripples covered

the appearance of a tired woman hair burnt blonde gathered in a bun

The hospital wards hung like a prism, the walls pressed down with their blackness

Like in a tin can

I cried at the sight of you, sweeping my tears into my sleeves

The doctor came into the ward , dropping his gaze

, shuffling his slippers , whining like a river dog , proclaimed

The verdict was not clear to us go away vicious man

Your tone is hypocritical and I want to charge him

I called my father and asked him to come, he silently hung up

Mom do you remember when I was sixteen

, you gave me a new bike

Without a father, I was raised by everyone teased Eugene Frost

abandoned I grew

up only remembering fragments of paintings he was handsome

tall with big eyes, his beard sagged

tickled my cheeks when he pressed me to him

I was small at that time, you know, Mom, how it hurt

me when he left us, because I remember the family

, my eyes were burning happily in the middle of the blue, I don't dare express the whole layer of resentment in front of you

Sometimes I remember seeing off the broken wheel of an old bicycle

, he never came back to change the wheel.