Baby powder used grandmother after bathing
will last longer scented
because it stuck in a pile of hidden wrinkles folds
But do not take your grandmother running
because the powder can be scattered to and fro
after that the smell changed
Wrinkles your honor is a book about,
Many traces that we trace
Many paths we take
Many places we stop by
Many of the things we remember become stories throughout the ages
Wrinkles of your honor is a cluster of poems about,
seasonal turmoil
the waves
wind and rain dance
singing and kicking songs
as well as crab memoirs that lost in the sand hole
Wrinkles of your honor is a line of prayer about,
the rains of rain and the earth that will not be cracked
dreams wrapped in old-fashioned dust
puppies still howling loudly
head still stays upright despite living a mystery without the hallmark
Wrinkles of your honor is a collection of fog
the bubbling of the fragile body
which is steaming from the atmosphere of tradition and ambition
You surrender to the sky, trying to be free in bonds
You said you were born as a servant
from the clump of meat of the universe
then you completely flow and empty into the ocean
Wrinkles of your complete honor is a song about faithful servants of the sky throughout the ages