点燃一支烟
                         夕阳就熔化了
                         血色的光
                         浸蚀了枝头  树梢
                   

                         一阵风
                         吹过深堑的额头
                         悬停半秒的踌躇
                         烟头熄灭
                         碎裂的灰烬跌落下来
                         天黑了