Shanghai at the End of the World
Away from here and far
Where the ocean meets the land
And the sun peaks down
Through the curtain of clouds
Like the iris of an eye
Blinded long ago.
No one will see you here
Where the streets pulse
Against the limits of nothingness
And the windows of the houses
Are shut tight against the rising black.
If you shine here, you can
Only shine like a star
Burning hard and fast
Raging with a fire to stay alive
Raging with a fire those outside
Can never know.