Do I still remember?
Could I have ever forgotten?
Tender is the pear blossom
Stormy is the kiss at night
Burnt is the full moon in your eyes

To love is to feel at home
To narrate is to keep memory alive
Nostalgia is an impossible return to what has been left behind
To utter other's tongue is to lose one's self bit by bit
To be misrepresented is to be dislocated among us

McDonald, Domino, Titanic, Burger King, and low fat
Prevailing are bad taste and bad story telling
Emptied out are imagination and humanity
Big budget, big girl, and big boy
Why everything becomes bigger here?

On A Brighter Summer Day
The Terrorizer encounters with The Killer
Days of Being Wild yields A Moment of Romance
As Shanghai Blue is song by Fallen Angels
Love in A Fallen City tastes like Dust in the Wind

Arabian Nights is a great seduction
When no more stories can be told
Her head is cut off
In 1997
They claim it is the end of the local chapter

Do you still remember?
Would you have ever forgotten?
Tender is the green green grass
Stormy is the unfolded tale at night
Burnt is the full moon in my eyes
(April 1998)