Life Is Less Than A Dream
Trudging along like van Gogh’s shoes
Toward the shifting crest of liquid sand
Without water from the start
His two legs mortised into a body of log
Set themselves on as stiff twin compasses
Still whereas the world is moving
And moving against the still world
Clouds floating in the azure sky
Changing shapes to entice hallucinations
Of an island as a heavenly yacht
This is another day without eve
Toward the dazzling doom
Oh, if only this is a tired dream
After making too intense love
June 22, 2009
人生不如梦
他跋涉着，像梵高的鞋子
向那流沙的移动峰冠
从起点就没有下过雨
两条腿插入身体的榫头
发动自己如僵直的圆规
世界运转而他静止
他移动则世界静止
云朵浮在杳蓝的空中
变换着形状诱引他
幻视到岛屿如游艇轻摇
又是一个没有前夜也没有黄昏的一日
走尽它，就更加接近那眩目的末日
多么希望这只是一场疲倦的梦
因为爱得太凶
2009年6月22日
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