Zhou Into the Suicide Chest

Feathered dragon

Steps into the domain

Where time does not run

Like a river through the Boundless Plain

She remembers

The boats floating among the bound stars

And so steps deeper

Into the abyss behind diamond prison bars

Her hand sweeps into the glistening cloud

Where lights lay

She pulls two zhou out

Looking ahead in dismay

Her eyes do not meet them, but for a moment

As she places two more objects, thoughtfully

Into the Suicide Chest where stained objects lament

Then walks on dutifully