Easter
There is no peg or soldered bar between the two S’s,
And they have faith in smoothly distorted intimacy
As the chronic exhibition of acute love.
See, how passion-loaded are our parallel curves!
She wears him on her face as glossy cream,
And she makes his not-so-broad shadow thicker and water-proof
By applying her shadow to it like a medicated paste.
A hanging man is privileged to have all he has been
Persuaded to dream of, and he is even given an egg, umbilical.
That is to be encased in a frame on her dresser.
The impregnable one is intact in her belly,
And she can only count the days between.
Its moment will never come,
But she can cry after it, night after night.
April 12, 2009 Easter
复活节
那两个S之间没有木栓或焊接的横档，
他们如此亲密地崇拜着扭曲的光滑无间，
相信急性的爱需要慢性的展示。
看，我们的平行曲线多么激情！
她把他涂在眼皮上，好像闪光的眼影，
她将自己的影子像膏药一样贴在他并不宽厚的
影子上，于是他更浓了，而且还防水。
做着世人让他做的梦，长了这么大，他终于
被吊了起来，有特权获得一只肚脐一样的蛋，
需要被封在框子里，放在她的床头柜上。
那可以孵出来的一直贞洁地隐居在她肚里，
她只可以数着之间日子，数几十年。
它的时刻永远不会来临的，
但她可以哭着喊着追它，一夜又一夜。
2009年4月12日星期日复活节
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