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The Drunk Man

Updated: Sep 3, 2022

(anonymous Chinese poem of uncertain date)

The dog barks outside, I know my man is here. I walk downstairs in my stockings. He's drunk tonight, my enemy. I help him into the silk mosquito net, but he doesn't want to undress, he's too out of it.

Well, let him be. It's still better than sleeping alone.

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