Weak Pillars
In Memory of “a few” children
Those children, jaws in palms, eyelids heavy
As if the whole world is for their arms to pillar
Fall to sleep behind their own windows
When the structure collapses
Then, daylight pierces the square eyes of the institutional mansions
And doves fly across the sky, mutely
As men, bustling around, believe in progress and necessary forgetfulness
弱的栋梁
[纪念一些孩子]
用手撑住下巴，而眼皮将世界压在那手臂的栋梁上
在整座大厦的坍塌下
等待天明的孩子
睡在自己的窗后
当昼光开始刺扎机构楼宇的方眼
鸽子无言地划过天际
人，营营碌碌，便是向前，犹如忘却一样必然
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