也许我是
                                第一个
                                舍得停下仰视你的人
                                也可能是
                                最后一个
                                呵        凤凰树
                                你的彬彬有礼过于随意
    
                                我的眼睛疲惫
                                但你的沧桑我却
                                看得真切
                                很久之前你
                                就在这里了

                                春去秋来        你在这里
                                车水马龙        你在这里
                                天寒地冻        你在这里
                                醉生梦死        你在这里

                                你该在这里的
                                就这样        静止
                                舍不得匆匆

                                你不会在这里了
                                只是凝视        窥探
                                抹不去暗淡

                                偌大的冠棚
                                也遮不住乘凉人的罪恶
                                凤凰飞来又离去
                                是对人间失望透顶
                                可你
                                也只剩孤零的手指和眼睛
                                凤凰树

                                垂落到只剩枝干
                                溃败到谈论生命
                                可你
                                多像慈悲的长者仿佛
                                在宽恕道∶
                              “ 梧桐有形就像
                                 谎言和罪恶并非不美丽”