理丠:时间感
陷入昏迷,将严重破坏一个人对于时间的认知和感觉。
将他的棕色眼睛转变为蓝色,
从他腹部开始生长出细长的毛发,
卧室与办公室的短暂距离,都使得他来回迷路。
仿佛只有身处附加赛的同志才知道时间宝贵,
需要时刻留意人生转角,避开粗小的事情。
无视恶意的谩骂,清醒于众人澎湃掌声之外,
避免被刻成椅子之上的塑品。
或是接受冷藏、安然入睡,摆脱时间的管控。
善用幽默细胞,必要时献出自己宝贵生命。
当白条纹怪在车下快速飞行时,记得把它们全部吃掉。
否则,在繁忙的地下世界醒来,
套在尸体袋里的鬼人与你打招呼,
你去到哪里,它们都会跟到那里。
生命中的大半人已经走了,
时间永不停止,梦境一直在消融——
还有余下人,不多回忆——
似死者的刻度……
George Bowering:Sense of Time
Being in a coma can play havoc with your sense of time.
It can turn your eyes from brown to blue,
It can grow hair on your belly,
it can get you lost between bedroom and office.
If you are to live in extra innings,
you’ll have to watch the corners,
step around bad things,
ignore insults and welcome loving hands that sculpt you in your chair.
Being refrigerated and put to sleep, dropping out of time,
you have to save your humor and guard it, a precious trove to bring out as needed,
White strips on the road flying beneath your vehicle, eat them up,
wake to a busy underground world,
where people in body bags keep passing by,
tilted toward you know where.
Where half the people in your life have gone,
dissolving your sense of time,
which was never supposed to
have an end.
陷入昏迷,将严重破坏一个人对于时间的认知和感觉。
将他的棕色眼睛转变为蓝色,
从他腹部开始生长出细长的毛发,
卧室与办公室的短暂距离,都使得他来回迷路。
仿佛只有身处附加赛的同志才知道时间宝贵,
需要时刻留意人生转角,避开粗小的事情。
无视恶意的谩骂,清醒于众人澎湃掌声之外,
避免被刻成椅子之上的塑品。
或是接受冷藏、安然入睡,摆脱时间的管控。
善用幽默细胞,必要时献出自己宝贵生命。
当白条纹怪在车下快速飞行时,记得把它们全部吃掉。
否则,在繁忙的地下世界醒来,
套在尸体袋里的鬼人与你打招呼,
你去到哪里,它们都会跟到那里。
生命中的大半人已经走了,
时间永不停止,梦境一直在消融——
还有余下人,不多回忆——
似死者的刻度……
George Bowering:Sense of Time
Being in a coma can play havoc with your sense of time.
It can turn your eyes from brown to blue,
It can grow hair on your belly,
it can get you lost between bedroom and office.
If you are to live in extra innings,
you’ll have to watch the corners,
step around bad things,
ignore insults and welcome loving hands that sculpt you in your chair.
Being refrigerated and put to sleep, dropping out of time,
you have to save your humor and guard it, a precious trove to bring out as needed,
White strips on the road flying beneath your vehicle, eat them up,
wake to a busy underground world,
where people in body bags keep passing by,
tilted toward you know where.
Where half the people in your life have gone,
dissolving your sense of time,
which was never supposed to
have an end.


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