I Wish

I wish to wear a doctor’s robe

So I could come to you on call

I wish you were the shirt

On my body, or I yours

I wish we were in a glass

You as Gin, I as tonic

I wish I were the left kuaizi*

You were the right one

Together we dive into

A bowl of steaming jiaozi*

I wish you were a bright-colored

target on a shooting range

and I were a bullet

speeding fatally towards you

I wish I were a firefly

And you were the light

So I could smash myself upon you

In a shower of sparks


*Kuaizi are Chinese chopsticks, Jiaozi are Chinese dumplings.