斗一会儿地主
                               关掉电脑
                               煮一碗杂酱面
                               喝掉昨晚剩下的绿豆稀饭
                               心里有股莫名的膄和烦
                               丢开书   去街上转转

                             买菜的大妈们边聊边回
                             丽妆的少妇悠闲而出
                             男人总是行色匆忙
                             沿街的菜场熙攘喧哗
                             青翠欲滴
                             琳琅缤纷的商铺前
                             大爷半醒慢行
                             拎着两笼鸟

                             学校操场上
                             孩子们欢蹦乱跳
                             一群老者围立栅外   
                             观棋不语
                             几个店家对坐
                             零钱扔来推去
                             拱猪？麻将？
                             婴儿车里
                             粉嘟嘟的天使奶声奶气
                             逗得幸福的妈咪
                             咯咯咯笑不停      
                             真像母鸡

                             一声刺耳的嘎鸣
                             公交车忙刹不迭
                            半尺前的路虎摔开车门
                            摇出彪悍的大哥
                            抖着肚腩  纹身和金链子
                            骂得落花流水
                           上天入地

                            汽笛和警报尖厉响起
                            来自餐馆墙上的电视
                            原来今天是9.18啊
                            “日本鬼子”
                            在这繁华美丽的都市大街
                            这位纹身的老大令我突然想起
                            他应该浑然不知9.18吧
                            而芸芸众生呢
                            我环顾而视
                            多半或已忘记

                            也许您并不满意
                            周遭的一切
                            更不会去想
                            今早这份平凡的安详
                            全赖当年有不少人
                            架起四层楼高的大炮
                            堆起山那么高的尸体
                            用一池一池的鲜血
                            染红中国
                            洗出绿色大地

                            ——2018.09.18      13:10