<p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">岩壁上的刻度:西方沟挂壁公路</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;"> 沙蓬</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">钢钎的回声还嵌在岩层里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">二十年了，那些凿痕仍在生长</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">像村民皲裂的手掌，摊开</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">一条1.3公里的路，在绝壁上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把云朵系成鞋带</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">"之"字形的拐点</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">是时光打了个结</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">左手攥着2.5亿年的海</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">黑色硅质沉默，白色碳酸盐在风里</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">抖落盐粒般的往事</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">隧道吞掉一半天光时</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">阴影里浮动着箩筐的摇晃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">当年悬在半空的人</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">把心跳炸成炮响，如今</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">都化作崖柏的年轮</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">转角处总遇见深渊</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">谷风正把某片叶子</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">吹向公路的尽头——</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">那里有土鸡扑棱棱飞过晒谷场</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">腊肉的香气漫过新漆的路牌</span></p> <p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">而岩壁记得所有细节</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">比如某个冬日的霜</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">结在钢钎的缺口</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">比如第一辆拖拉机驶过</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">抖落的土，刚好埋住</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:22px;">最后一滴汗的咸</span></p> <p class="ql-block">文字:沙蓬，图片拍摄于:宁强县西方沟挂壁公路</p>