北方飞狐

                                                                        我幻想敲开每一块石头，敲出
                                                                        每一颗沉寂的内心
                                                                        眼眸的恍惚，是因为那些憔悴的杂草
                                                                        又隐隐瘦了一圈
                                                                        西风有些残忍，用一把无情刀
                                                                        为裸露的坚硬，剐骨剔肉
                                                                        割不出痛楚的呻吟
                                                                        一场肉搏击杀过后
                                                                        现实更加铁青
                                                                        初冬，铁肩上的天空更沉了
                                                                        似乎巨大的重金属，堪比了一片羽毛的自身
                                                                        下午的阳光，斜斜照着这个凹凸的世界
                                                                        仿佛在刻写工整的方块字
                                                                        一撇一捺，都那么用心
                                                                        我抑制不住，用手抚摸的冲动