THE CRIMINAL WORLD

Signposts and guns directed towards something: this continuous mystery

Perhaps, it seems to react to the blueness of the sky where duck, flying in

From the east above the forest after bathing in the clear pool, 

This body felt: Zhou’s, but covered in a succession of mysteries;                                    

In tactics of legality, clothed. Socially conforming dishonest untrustworthy

Settled down: in the event, horse or human, not to know the secrets was  

To miss almost everything. These two men
                                                                 or creatures fighting the yellow stain pass

Muster, eventually melt into the vastness of this golden planet formed otherwise,

Thus; from one to another the dark diagrams of the cities flow. And for this  

We take the liberty to proceed with leisure and power in this weather, and the road

Bend swings round the little hill where for sleeves of good, hidden away down the track,

The oily lines shine. Then up the hill, good Zhou goes, learning and singing ten thousand  

Songs: a dangerous and suspected stranger with his magic friend. Spirit level

Or ghost? Horse or human, he knows. And he wanders about robed; mobile companion.