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阿姨,都过时了

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现在的流行乐大都这样,
我的感受如何如何,
没有了你我又如何如何。
那些关于阳光沙滩海浪的呢
或是蓝天白云绿绿草原 都过时了,阿姨
都过时了。 哦,是吗?
坐在石头上
脚趾被浪花扯住不放
沙粒挠得我好痒,不禁
唱起了沙滩海浪的歌。
你不屑地瞧我一眼 都过时了,阿姨
都过时了。 啊,是哦?
你举起自拍杆,扭扭身躯
看见了胖瘦美丑的自己
说何止这些
还有笑容和悲伤
傻气和发愣
还有一大堆设置不完的变化
无穷的创意啊 填海填得很远去了
海水也越来越浊了
阿姨确实也过时了
留下旧时的流行曲
和无法想象的想象。 都过时了,阿姨
都过时了。

Cat On My Lap

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The fluffy cat sat on my lap would reach out and scratch any cat
with similar attempt.
The cat, was a lovable one
whilst the rest were either limping
with a chipped ear
or wounded, having too little to eat. Carrie Buck had to cut her Fallopian tubes
"Three generations of imbeciles is enough." Said Holmes,
a physician, a scholar of history, and
a Humanist. It wasn't too long ago
a century perhaps
Some privilege decided the fate of the underprivileged
while I stroke that lovable fluffy cat
who is sitting on my lap
reaching out her paws
meows, "Look out for imbecile!" (~Reading "The Gene" by Siddhartha Mukherjee)

About Writing

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He no longer felt much about writing
disintegrated, crumbled into pieces of
self-deception, not having any opinion
of his disconcerted life.

However, he wrote to his sister
about dividing up words
those with the absence of truth
and those far down the path of darkness
not to be reach, at least for sometime.

They don't amount to much, anyway,
aesthetic and integrity
because there has to be something compelling
about the writings, than skimming on the surface
of the water.

To see words bathed in ignorance,
he'd carefully covered his notepads
let the words flickered on his computer screen
until all had gone silent, not another word
even from his sister.

He looked up the sky contentedly,
no more paper cups slipping away across the universe.
Closed his eyes and reach out, for a moment
he thought he grasped the cloud.

Oh my, they had forgotten my Apple Pie!

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This McD I've never been
around the corner where I renewed my passport
while waiting, I decided to have a drink
McD would be quick,
and so I thought.

I couldn't find the counter
because nobody's behind it
then two ladies giggled from nowhere
and asked me what I need.

I ordered a cappuccino
cost me six fifty
eagerly took out my collection card, but
"We can't give you stamps,
we only serve drinks."

I shrugged and wondered if
an apple pie might set things right
these girls nodded but asked me to wait
Six minutes the most
that's what they promised
and so I waited six and six
and six minutes still.

I finished my drink
and it's about time
Oh my, they had forgotten
my dear apple pie!
I asked for a refund and kept the bills
guess it'll be just coffee
and the ugly photo on my passport.

520 纪念日

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和你在树下闲聊
关于鱼的事
拇指还疼不疼
说起渔夫满手的伤痕
晚风是暖的,你用脚趾
轻轻推我的吊床
微晃的时候,我看见
许多个你
拿录影机的,握笔的
渔船上的,举起斧头的
被原住民围成一座城,还有
哄孩子睡觉的。

一阵晕眩,我赶紧稳住吊床
抬起头,这微笑太迷人。

French ham on my toast

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I like French ham on my toast
with some alfalfa on the side
Like any other ordinary mornings
a cow walks into it and sigh

With its head down
to see where to put his feet
traveling 45 meters per minute
on the hind leg of a pig

Or cochon as they called it
I too lowered my head
took a big bite off the hind, and
watched the cow stricken with panic

Trying to find its way out
the pig kicked the cow, so hard
that it fell off the sandwich
As I swallowed the gastro pedantry
off to work I'm about.

Visually Impaired

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I think I’m going blind, any time now
the notes are going
the clefs are going
even the sharps and flats are going
so are the slurs and staccatos.

How about the chord symbols?
they seem to have vanished
Even the double barlines had
abandoned me, what’s left
are just memories
of the good old songs

Still linger on, like a dried leaf
in a windy afternoon.