Tuesday, March 29, 2011

我穿过空间

进入隧道

此刻 时光并非主谋


看见你在前 十三尺

与我一同起步

是你

那个紧快的脚步 稍驼的背

你走远了 我持续


一个转弯 异道

你在我前 十三尺

看见你手上的操控

向前走 步奏

你走远了 我持续


然而我犹豫

是否 从背送你走

最后 我转弯 我望

我望着 你步外出口


像在森林里

看见你背影一样

似乎在追寻什么

可现实中 只能认人误


从来无法直视你

也无法与你交叉

或许 只能远望你


能否这样 守护着

跳跃空间

跳跃隧道


Friday, March 25, 2011

The Scorching Sun.

There weren't any shades,

it was a direct spread on the surface.

I may be a flat, thin sheet
as if one dimension is reduced
there wasn't so much to be covered,
sometimes, maybe, among the open possibilities.
and I thought you might feel the same way, too.

as I see the endless green in front of the wind screen
it flicked,
and then the spread of the blue sea
it flicked again,
then a pitch black cloth that has white little diamonds attached
it flicked,
it doesn't seem to matter, somehow


It was so bright
I can hardly see you
the flare was too much for my mechanism of contraction

But I see you smile
bright as usual, you were
it never fails to put me in the state of detached
as if it is what that matters,
the only breadth that stands out alone.





It was a beautiful afternoon.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Sunday Afternoon.

星期日 中午
把你藏在心里
好好的 呵护
滋润 你


想要你 靠在我身边


星期日 中午
太阳高挂
照亮 且温柔
你说我是阳光

其实 我好想就这样
暖你一辈子


星期日 中午
通过照射大地的 宽宏
我 守护你

Friday, March 4, 2011

Vacuumed.

A shadow left in the confined space
supposedly, stepping out
is what one would be programmed
in the cause and effect translation

One reason left hanging
engulfing all senses into a wholesome richness
I remember how you tell me things
how I see love
oozing out from your existence

And I remembered how once I felt
much up sky high
when I knew you would feel that too
I realized how I am wrapped in your embrace

That is how you put me in the state
of vacuum
Diggin' on you
is all I do