作品:124号

个人日记

                                                                    让那件水纹泛滥的披肩,从墙体的角落,呼之欲出
                                                                    滑过凝重的外套,滑过双肩上的
                                                                    瘦。仪式
                                                                    深陷于凸兀的舞台,待字闺中
                                                                    柳叶眉,黑马尾
                                                                    阻碍粗木窗棂斜斜光线的张力
                                                                    镶嵌在额海的那缕蜿蜒的发丝
                                                                    唤醒风,洗漱蒙垢的情愫
                                                                    谁把璀璨笛音的语言种上了牙龈,
                                                                    谁把落英的心思写入了梦境?
                                                                    静物,革新黑色的栅栏
                                                                    映射出月亮般的嘴巴
                                                                    螺旋如一支救赎的小喇叭
                                                                    在房间的异度空间里
                                                                    思春
 

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