人如漂泊的云

                                       人如漂泊的云
                                       风如割麦的镰
  
                                       风将天空割得
                                       青一块    白一块   片片鱼鳞
       
                                        满脸忧愁的天
                                        瞅着树疯狂地摇晃

                                        风钻进人的领口
                                        像电流刺激着行人抖擞

                                        年味越来越淡了
                                        淡得如老家的碾道

                                        站台上蜂拥挤车的人群
                                        硬将泪塞给送行人的眼里

                                        列车开了    与风
                                        放开嗓子    怒吼

                                        天   阴沉沉的
                                       人如漂泊的云