<p class="ql-block">中国先锋艺术论坛。</p><p class="ql-block">作者：依尔福elford。</p> <p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:18px;">刷成土黄色的楼群</b></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">如果允许，女人们都重新量身定订制</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">以适应胎儿。教授微笑掏出的</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">四季嬗变的死亡模型</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">他说：总有一天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">爱上一个女人就像一只桃子</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">烂在手中。幸运的是</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">我们并不经常为这种阴暗预感所困扰</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">大堂的扩音器</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;"> 莫名其妙地乐在其中</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">杯子抽身离去</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">哭已经成为常态</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">主席或顾问，长大了</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">拿起筷子，像漂亮娃娃那样吃饭</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">但前面楼上一个寡妇</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">举了一桩路人甲的凶杀案</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">她的石头乳房</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">一个令人晕眩不安的地方</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">没有人欢迎</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;"> 这轻快小曲的角旗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">裹在瘦长的骨骼上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">躯体到底是什么?</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;"> 笛卡尔的一种假设？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:18px;">BUILDINGS BRUSHED IN EARTY YELLOW</b></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">If permitted, women would all be remade to fit</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">the baby. The professor smiled as he pulled out</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">a model of death through the changing seasons</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">He says: One day</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">loving a woman will be like a peach</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">rotting in your hand. Fortunately,</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">we aren't often troubled by such dark forebodings.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">The lobby's loudspeaker</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">takes inexplicable delight in it</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">the cup left</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">crying has become routine</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">Chairman or advisor, grown up</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">picks up chopsticks, eating like a pretty doll</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">But upstairs ahead, a widow</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">brings up the murder of some random passerby</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">Her stone breasts</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">a dizzying, unsettling place</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">No one welcomes</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">the corner flag of this lighthearted tune</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">wrapped around slender bones</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">What is the body, after all?</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">A hypothesis of Descartes?</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p>