Type AB
Type AB
By Xiaoyuan Yin
All vicissitudes were actually within a (fortissimo) flick of a switch, where Landsteiner
Had made a brief stop, where lands subsided into riverbeds, and canopies of banyan trees
Spread out above the surface of the water. Two doves, one vermilion and one ivory
Symbolized the sun and the moon as its wings – This was a prelude to the epic of a river
About which the fisherman always knew better
“Everything in the universe is in the shape of twisted double strands, one dominant and the other recessive.’ But where are the smoldering coals? Hidden in the red pimpernel braids
Disguised as human veins. They salute one another, without ever seeing through
The family emblem on his mantle, capturing a scorpion-shapes shadow
In his throbbing heart… The heraldic meaning of blood types is in
What they describe literally only: Bare your wrist, NOT your chest
He is to draw a conclusion, the man who put everything in universe
Into archives: the 3rd kind of index after gender and race
“The personality of A2 can be……” You do not actually know what you were arguing about
In the windy, neon-soaked streets. “I’m Type B too.” It turned out that you had found a backup vessel
for your soul. Who is the Type AB guy among you? The universal recipient
Of all joys and sorrows? There is a librarian, who has remained silent all day long,
His hands are now storming through piles of books on the desk: aesthetics, philosophy, literature and mathematics…
When you paddle across to the other side, he collects all your relics
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Submitted by catherineink on June 24, 2016
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Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 5, 5, 5, 3 |
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