A Poem Called.

Tapping at the keyboard tiles

– in the glow of the evening,

pausing only for some hours;

once to find inspiration

in an unexpected shower

and once again, to take a bath –

these selected letters became

these collected words; becoming

a poem called steaming bao buns.

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