Marjorie Cheung

Your Jumper

Your jumper follows me home
I put it in my room
How many streets did you walk with it?
I counted the number of glasses you drank
of coffee
far away places
glimpses of it in your pictures
In your wardrobe
it sleeps silently most of the time

My winter is coming
Your jumper pierces through my sensitivity
illusion of love
I picture myself walking on the streets
drinking coffee
shooting pictures of far away places
in your jumper
Make myself warmer
I put your jumper into sleep
silently in my wardrobe

My winter has come
Your body follows me home
I put it beside my pillow
How many times did you loan it out
generating warmth to another body?
I put your jumper in my wardrobe
silently.










 
 

 

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