时间的节点
                      刘宝双
 
                      一     
                时间的转体
                在手里凝聚成黑色
                每一次的跳跃
                经历着痛苦的扭伤
 
                     二
                悲伤能换来指针的慢跑
                大多时候  我们
                只能静静的等待
                哪怕是半个月的静养
 
                     三
                车轮与时光同样需要休养
                我们用温暖包裹
                它们被刺痛的外伤
               
                                    四
                                      
                内心的脆弱与坚强
                看阳关和雨露施舍的方向
                呼吸在起伏之间
                鸟  回到了故乡
                                               
                                             
                           五
                 北方的冷  冻不住时间的向往
                 从飞机上向下俯视
                 安静的大地
                 在这节点里受伤
                 他从高处走来
                 用八十四年的手指
                 缝合着距离扯坏了的衣裳
 
                                                     
                           六
                 旧的疤痕还停留在纸上
                 能学会一个人静静的守候
                 或者   对着镜子说不
                 微笑的时候
                  把脸颊面向东方
                                                      
                        七
                   路  很漫长
                   想要转弯的时候
                   迷失了方向
                   有人叹息着过往
                   有人在灰尘里摸着影子
                   有人在路边怅惘
 
                                                    
                          八
                    永恒
                    像时间上的花朵
                    平庸
                    且总是朝向阳光
 
                                                        
                             九
                     活着的时候
                     天空比你更低
                     你一块一块的拼凑
                     来自外太空的尘埃    
                     心里的火焰
                     绕不过太阳的引力
                     渡过美好
                     哪怕把月亮踩在脚底
                     身体里的残留
                     消融在时间的节点上
 
                                                       
                                十
 
                     别再奢望喧嚣的夜晚
                     能保持沉默
                     积攒起来的热情
                     在大半生中挥霍
 
                      漫长的人生
                      被一只蝙蝠掠夺
 
                      积聚力量
                      推开春天的门窗
                      深浅不一的颜色
                      注定能围起一堵不透风的墙