孩子，你是我的血
                                            是我骨骼分离的喧响
                                            节气滋长
                                            你是火把和稻秧
                                            我冰冷的赤足
                                            从一座潮湿的村庄出发
                                            住进你的心脏

                                            我清贫而洁白的衣衫
                                            就挂在家园的桑树之上
                                            荒凉的渡口
                                            盛满了父亲的忧伤
                                            麦地在歌唱
                                            收割
                                            在——远——方

                                            你诞生在城市中央
                                            所有的诗歌都通向死亡
                                            而你
                                            活在诗歌之外
                                            寿司和披萨
                                            在阳光下  闪着光
                                            一道河流将为你穿过城市
                                            所有的树木都被点亮
                                            点——亮
                                                                
                                            孩子，你是我最近的天堂
                                            消瘦的岁月将远离苦艾
                                            你奔跑的姿态
                                            让每一个伤口
                                            都有了期待
                                            你仰望的视线
                                            让每一个借口
                                            都丢了坚强
                                                                 
                                                                 
                                            孩子，只有你见证我的死亡
                                            我的脆弱和不堪
                                            终有一天
                                            我躺下
                                            在久违的故乡
                                            你可以将我埋葬
                                            连着我的洁白的衣衫
                                            只是从此
                                            再也不要跟人提起
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