<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;">男孩们在一条鱼的眼睛中</b></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">男孩们在鱼的眼里是一群异常坦率的人</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;"> 他们的脆肉可以掰开吃</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">假若拧下他们的脑袋</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">瓶子里面的马达</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;"> 还没有长出牙齿。某个春天</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">月亮软绵绵的。一堵方形的墙</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">露出了它的正方形。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">我希望它将改变我的生活</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;"> 并与破碎的女人和睦相处</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">而我永远闭嘴。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">当游子回家，哭上几声</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">夕阳</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">染红他的脑袋。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">一切事物的价值，都将扣在他雨后长出蘑菇的脑袋上</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">一块墓碑</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">上面的铭文</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">已经成了牺牲品。</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><b style="font-size:18px;">BOYS IN THE EYES OF A FISH</b></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">The boys, in the eyes of a fish</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">they are an unusually candid bunch whose crispy flesh can be broken open and eaten</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">if you unscrew their heads</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">the motor inside the bottle</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">hadn't yet grown teeth. One spring day</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">the moon is soft. A square wall</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;"> its squareness showing through.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">The square shape reveals itself.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">I hoped it would change my life</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">and live in harmony with broken women</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">but I'll shut up forever.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">When the wanderer returns home, cries a few times</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">setting sun</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">stain his head red.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">The value of all things will be held on his head that grows mushrooms after the rain</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">A tombstone</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;"> the inscription on it</span></p><p class="ql-block"><span style="font-size:15px;">has become a sacrifice.</span></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"><br></p>