Back From a Walk | 从散步中归来

“Murdered by the sky.

Among the forms that move toward the snake

and the forms searching for

I will let my hair grow.

With the limbless tree that cannot sing

and the boy with the white egg face.

With the broken-headed animals

and the ragged water of dry feet.

With all that is tired, deaf-mute,

and a butterfly drowned in an inkwell.

Stumbling onto my face, different every day.

Murdered by the sky!”

被天空洗礼

在如蛇般柔顺潜行的形态中，

在垂涎水晶的形式里，

我让我舒展延伸。

在无法言表的光秃秃的树枝上，

和如鸡蛋般苍白的男孩的脸上。

在无知无觉的，断头的动物

和浸在损坏的水中的干涸的皮肤。

和他们在一块的是疲倦的，聋哑的

和一只淹没在墨水瓶中的蝴蝶。

全部撞入我的脸，每一天都不一样。

这就是被洗礼的天空。

原文链接：（公众号：“Fourteenlines 十四行诗”。名无引号）

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