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11月30日 14廣場上 托運
躍身跳進戰壕 摘下腦袋
泥巴奮力擁抱身上每一寸稚嫩 把身軀送出門外
仰首一方是稠密的風煙四起
容不下藍天半點平和 汽車在等候﹐ 19街往總站
地鐵在等候﹐ 上城到下城
泥土迫切飛濺 電梯在等候﹐ 地面到半空
是瘋狂掃蕩的槍林彈雨
直把赤紅鮮血洒在這片冷酷的土地上 來來回回﹐ 搖搖晃晃
沖! 向前沖! 是小號對戰爭的呼喚 無數個兩點的捷徑地圖上
握緊理想槍枝沖向無際的陣地 不需要方向的認知
從回憶的荊棘裡跑過來, 向明天邁進. 因為這是文明的城市托運服務.
Hiroshi Sugimoto - Seascapes
11月27日 13Look at Yourself Fridge
please look at yourself! put a book inside
not from a mirror to grow a dead tree
not by your eyes
not depend on memory drop a rock inside
not in someone's words to stream a dry creek
not from past images
place a mirror inside
look! to reclaim a long gone youth
you don't know youself.
di da di da di da ......
the clock ticks on
inside a fridge
+ Antony Gormley << Learning to Think >> 11月22日 11Candy Snow
flakes fall once more
in red & yellow, green & white
catch it ..... catch it ...!
i bite & swallow
the sweet fruits of november
11月19日 Fragmented Noise from Days and Nights我開始不明白為什麼會有四季﹐ 寒冷從哪裡來﹖
此刻我想抽煙﹐ 不知道原因﹐ 也許想從煙霧裡面得到安定.
可我從來不抽煙.
我的心靈和蘑菇耳朵被 Epic 45 切底征服﹐ 這是一種說不出的感動和生物高潮.
我喝 Chai Latte﹐ 連續的微雨夜晚裡.
Derek N. 還欠我的工錢﹐ 可是我想莫名地慷慨給他.
謝 WAM's Jeff 的 EP 贈送.
我想我是極端的﹐ 拿不定平衡﹐ 面對著否決的槍林彈雨﹐這是一種快樂的痛苦.
常走音地哼著“美麗的梭羅河﹐ 我為你歌唱.....”
Armstrong的嬉皮和渾厚剛剛好﹐ 剛剛好來治療我剛剛好的傷口.
我今天看過很多陌生人﹐ 一個都不記得了﹐ 可是我在乎他們的存在和瞬間的緣份.
來吧﹐ Epic 45, 我們搖頭興奮去!
11月17日 10Untitled
有一群人叫詩人
可他們過的不是詩一樣的生活
又有那麼一群人不叫詩人
可他們過的是詩一般的生活
什麼是詩一般的生活﹖
就是不是詩一樣生活的相反﹐ 也許是
什麼是詩一般的生活﹖
那是多愁善感的生活
那是激情高昂的生活
那是赤裸坦誠的生活
那是孤獨清高的生活
那是忋人懮天的生活
那是悲苦淡薄的生活
那是美麗如畫的生活
的確是這樣
非詩人的人過的是詩人的詩一般的生活
而那群詩人過的原來也是詩一般的生活
那個操蛋的文字游戲就是詩一般的生活
11月16日 09Ruler
confined infinity,
ordered uncertainty,
destined identity.
i have a few rulers,
made to reason an unreasonable world.
i have one ruler,
made to doubt the singularity of rulers.
tell me,
what is the meaning of an inch?
or,
what is the capacity of a meter? 11月14日 08Mother
i feel sorrow of sucking your milk
while i pour poison to contaminate your blood
i feel guilty of in-taking your fresh breath
while i make contributions to corrode your lung
i feel ashamed of looking at your beauty
while i pile trash to fill your body
so tell me!
mother,
when will you slap me to awake my crimes?
( Yann Arthus Bertrand Photo)
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"I take the only desire that one can really permit oneself.
Freedom - to ask nothing, to expect nothing, to depend on nothing". --- Dominique Francon (A.R.) 11月13日 07The Climb of a Corner
eight white corners
displaced to observe
came to being in the absence of freedom
i depicted a line diagonally to tension two
wrapped myself in a cocoon of contraditions
clung onto the line for a skew ascension
the seemingly silence is a corrosive act
mutating rather rapidly to erode my bones
not until the viola violates the secret dark
i remain drifting to the shoreline of a corner
this is, life in a room
06霧
薄紗般羞隱著樹木的玲瓏和山丘的健碩
當下一片沉澱的安逸和矇矓
飄繞輕盈的舞律
遊離之間的曖味
曖味
是昨夜與今朝的告別
是理智和情感的掙扎
也是世界跟自我的對視
淳淳地被渲染上了妳的兼容厚愛
一抹晴郁的烈日和陰霾的雨珠
之間
巧遇淡薄素顏 妳的親暱
游離
現實虛幻邊緣 妳的擁抱
04Born to be wild
i have only two hands and two legs,
attached to anonymous bodies at zero gravity.
my concrete skirt blossoms in breeze,
doves were sewed at the neck and sleeve.
i had my head rooted in the sky,
to avoid drowning in cloud.
i often think,
my head is very beautiful. 11月9日 03False Real 路軌 這一站
i stand in front of a mirror, 一如既往 去無影 留無蹤
it shows my back. 對任何的情感不曾動容 台階的脊骨被踏彎
扶手的滄桑被磨平
i shut my eyes, 風風雨雨
it shows my front. 堅定不移是你的執著 萍水相逢
兩面牆 三十五根柱子
turn around against it, 任憑刨削你的血肉 和無數個不一定
i don't see my front or back, 火花裡葬送我們的過去
but myself. 義無反顧
邁進深黑的未來
+ 久違的笑容因此電影而重現﹕
11月7日 02World Propane
your world is not the world propel
the world is not your world everywhere
the world is the world contained, exploited
your world? organs bleed
never existed hollow brain
the world? "don't you ever think that you might ... love me?"
180 degrees to your centre
dark secrets look for light
may your heart be the map silk night dress, fallen chair
found breathless
on a propane rope
11月6日 Three PoemsUntitled
who would have known!
your last!
glimse of the world,
tear from the soul.
all smudged in fog,
a silent goodbye,
weightless into the sky.
i sight,
the ephemeral trace of life.
Trace
rippled,
scored,
excavated,
of water.
marched,
condensed,
evaporated,
of life.
consciously invisible,
unconsciously intangible.
Sun Rain
the sun rained
tangible
pierced and soaked the between
shattered in shimmering joy
she cries when he is sad
she fades when he is happy
today
she cries while he is happy.
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