搖 籃
✦ J.B.的故事
他把回憶堆疊
成一本書
夜間枕著睡,日間捧著讀
他把寂寞醞釀
成一杯酒
早上微醺,晚上沉醉
他把雄心凝固
成一份退休金
不再憂慮,無復驚喜
他把餘年包裝
成一個搖籃
靜靜搖去,緩緩蕩來
不是信徒,他卻相信搖籃
會送他夢入永恆的國度
Cradle
✦
The story of J.B
He piles up
his old days
Into a book
Pillowed on
bed, read in the day
He brews his
loneliness
Into a glass
of wine
Sipped in
the day, drunk at night
He freezes
his ambition
Into the
retirement pension
No more
worried, no more surprised
His
remaining years, he packs
Into a
cradle
Quietly
rocking forth, slowly rocking back
As a
nonbeliever, he believes, anyway
The cradle
will lull him into an eternal place
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