After Mid-Night
Half a glass of wine and a smoking cigarette on the ashtray
Make the small study suddenly expand
Intangibility consumes everything around me
And I am Midas, immobile
Can I write a line to tell I am still a lyrist
The walls are so distant
And an apparently familiar face is laughing on the wall, mockingly
What can be added to the emptiness between her and me
午夜之后
半杯酒与烟灰缸上一根冒烟的烟头
令小书房突然空旷
虚幻、不可触及的感觉
侵吞着我周围的一切
我是无法动弹的米达斯
我能写出一行字证明我仍会抒情吗
墙那么远
一个显然熟悉的脸在墙上笑，嘲弄的神情
我还有什么能够用来填
我和她之间的空白
2009年4月24日
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