【To Peekers】
By Tian Yu Zhi
Please lay your hands on your heart
Feel the conscience, and ask yourself
Why you keep coming back here
When you should have
Played a few rounds of chess on a street corner
Like those old men do, until being checkmated by life;
Or gossiped tittle-tattles while spitting sunflower seed shells
Like those old women do, after their last sparks stamped out
If you don’t have an answer,
Please put "a peeker loser" sticker on your forehead,
Each time you come here —— you know
You are not welcomed, not YOU
A criminal often goes back to the crime scene
To check out on the victim, a sign of neurosis pervertion.
You know in your heart: you are part of the reason why she is here
Knowing "level and oblique tones" does not make you any better
Get a life. Stay out.
2021.8.20