Become bare
How much I become bare
There are things I canft see
How much I wash and wash
There are things I canft wash off
I close my eyes then I can see
Time passes by
The body decays in tatters
But when the maggots polished off the last flesh
How white bones are!
I look burning but
I was wearing clothes made of ice
And I was sitting on the ice
One day it melts like tears
And look! A bamboo-leaf boat is coming up the stream
Then it reaches my throat
Crushed me gasped and mumbled