<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;">高潮</b></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">声音的碰撞声，类似钢琴共鸣</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">我弹琴时为什么碰撞声消失？</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">禁忌，神经官能症</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">旨在改变历史</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">散步的校园，每半小时走过一次落雪的雪松木屋顶</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">使得鸟儿飞来撞上玻璃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">王后怀着温柔的情感，而我</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">却感受到痛苦染成了红色的金属</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">因为社会趋势本身包含利己主义和性爱成分</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">夕阳从车站花园射过来</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">照到乘客们的腿</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;"> 和抠耳勺的黄昏，轻于空气</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">无形、无味儿</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">如沙发烧红的指关节</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">脱离了水</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">今年春儿结婚的狗</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;"> 如魔药溶解了生离死别</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:18px;">ORGASM</b></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">The clatter of sounds, like the resonance of a piano</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">Why does the clatter disappear when I play?</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">Taboos, neuroses</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">designed to alter history</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">Strolling through the campus, passing the snow-covered cedar roof every half hour</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">causing birds to fly into the glass</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">The queen, with tender emotions but I</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">felt the pain staining the metal red</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">Because social trends themselves contain elements of selfishness and sexuality</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">The setting sun streams through the station garden</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">illuminating the passengers’ legs</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">and the twilight of an ear pick, lighter than air</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">invisible, odorless</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">like the knuckles of a sofa glowing red</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">detached from water</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">The dog married this spring</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">like a magic drug, dissolving the separation of life and death</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p>