我的书案上从前伏着一颗半青的橘子
                                                                                而今卧着一颗半黄的橘子
                                                                                棕褐的斑驳痘印攀附各面
                                                                                甚至青，黄都交接不清的地方
                                                                                
                                                                                生前依挂的脐带
                                                                                先它一步死亡
                                                                                它们
                                                                                没有一方可以归根
     
                                                                                积攒下的半个春秋的养分
                                                                                没人能够确认
                                                                                一步到胃的它们
                                                                                还有大材小用的遗恨？