手術房內

 

我不是走在太空上

何以會撞到流星

 

洗禮後

我的左臉變成

乾涸的沼澤

 

淤血成泥濘

不修的鬍髭成杉木

 

一張全然陌生的插圖

似乎

不曾認識

 

是一種哲學

 

麻痹

是一種經驗

 

我的左腳

是一道不能伸向的河流

不能屈就成湖泊

 

膝蓋也成了一個

礦口

 

有幾個員工在那處

商議著

如何去開拓?

 

 

In Surgery

 

I am not walking in the sky

Why got stroke by a meteor?

 

After a rite of baptism

My left face becomes a dry swamp

 

Blood silting into muddiness

Mustaches unshaven as pine and fir

 

A wholly strange of an inserting map

It seems as if

I have never recognized

 

Pain is

A sort of philosophy

 

Paralysis is

A sort of experience

 

My left leg

Is a river cannot extend

Cannot bend into lakes

 

The knee also becomes an entrance

Of a mine

 

There some workers

Discussing

How to exploit?