<p class="ql-block">中国先锋艺术论坛。作者：elford。</p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:18px;">青葱岁月</b></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">我可以为它做什么？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">对于过早把一封吊唁函转化为一堆塑料压制成的灵魂倾述</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">诙谐的短剧，它是流出的酒</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">而叠好的康乃馨的种子</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">发育成我的腿。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">一个男孩和一个女人站在湿淋淋的树下</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">体育节目播音员不透明的通信</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">在夜晚抽泣。每天凌晨</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">密封塑料袋半裸着身子回到冰箱</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">她女儿的排卵期，只好推迟。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">他住的房子是普通大街上一个两层楼世界</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">裸露的紫藤盘绕他身体延伸出来</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">蜘蛛在上面爬。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">他用讲究的字眼跟街灯说话</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">可能还在思念那座房子和里面淫荡的石膏女人</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">他在下雨天翻看画册</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">确认已描述过的车屁股是星期五。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">曾经证明二年级的大学生住在笼子里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">但玫瑰色嘴唇的女生</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">嘴唇依然玫瑰色，却哭肿了眼睛。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:18px;">TEENAGE YEARS</b></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">What can I do about it?</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">regarding the premature conversion of a condolence letter into a soulful outpouring which a pile of plastic pressed</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">Witty skits, it's the wine that flows </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">and folded carnation seeds </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">grew into my legs. </span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">A boy and a woman standing under a wet tree </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">Opaque communication of a sportscaster </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">sobs at the night. Every morning </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">sealed plastic bag, half naked returned to the refrigerator</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">her daughter's ovulation, which had to be postponed.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">The house he lived in was a two-story world on an ordinary street </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">naked wisteria coils around his body and stretched out </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">spiders crawling on it.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">He talks to the streetlights with refined words </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">Probably still pining for that house and the lecherous plaster woman in it </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">He flips through a picture book on a rainy day </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">confirming that the already-described car's ass is Friday.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">Once proved that second-year college students live in cages </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">the girl with the rose-colored lips </span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">still has rose-colored lips, but has swollen eyes from crying.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p>