我心里有个线
像大夫把脉的长线
只是 我
从看不见尽
有时候它勒得我 疼的无比
有时候它轻轻摇晃 节奏似的
有时候它另我想与它一起飞翔
它像是我 的一份子
我的血肉筋丝 把它给组织了
仰或是个来回的运作
Guten Nacht
it came back to me like almost any other recollection
sometimes I was stabbed to wake
sometimes I remembered light
and smiles I woke myself into consciousness even with my eyes opened
I loathe myself for the leak of subconscious
that I have tried to deny of
Guten Nacht
a prickle on the anxious pumping machine
much of the strolls of breather I took my crawl of time at
to realize that I could only fall and weep whenever I return
Guten Nacht
you must have been wondering how I am doing now
just like how I would
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