Transformation

by cAmilla Wu

Silently a crystal ball drops.

The pieces on the ground shatter the memories.

The anger is devoured by the shock.

Winning and losing.

Soaring and falling.

I do not need your stories to make up my mind.

I do not need the episodes to picture the whole drama.

Room number eighteen is emptied.

The flight to KaoHsiung is cancelled.

Optimus Prime is standing quietly on your shirt.

The Pacific Ocean saddens the waves.

The sky forgets to drizzle.

Sensation is abandoned.

The rising panic makes you uneasy.

There is so much going on.

There is so much going on

that even an angel would like to have a break.

Happiness lies in your heart,

yet you keep searching it from the outside.

Time plunges its sword into your hair.

The magic carpet silences the crystal ball.

The scorching heat melts the shatters.

The shock ticks the future.

There is no winning.

There is no losing.

The fate.

The fate is transformed.