书香做酒

                                          目    录

                                          本期招牌：

                                          余秀华新诗三首

                                  汤养宗诗选

                                  什锦大厅：
                 最后一个太监（外一首）----------------聂权

                 自我鉴定(外一首) ---------------------- -周所同

                     一模一样 ----------------------------臧海英

                 旱情---------------------------------杨晓芸

                                           存 在------------------------------守望黎明

                   纸上月亮 （外一首）----------------书香做酒

                          我们相距500里

                      黑夜先两秒进入我的村庄

                                风进入的还要早一些。一棵树缩起身子

                                更早一些

                                你过一条马路过得快一些

                                你约几个女孩子喝酒，她们答应得急一些

                                你装醉，装得早了一些

                                ---这些是可以原谅的，因为

                                你的白天长一些

                                比你白天更长的，是我的夜

                                不可原谅的是酒在你嘴里我却醉了

                                醉了的我比清醒的时候

                                更懂得忍住哭泣

                                我若呼喊，无群山回应

                                                                   荒野里的一束鸟鸣

                                                             它是不要命了！

                                                             它要把命扔在这深渊。哦，深渊里没有老虎

                                                             该下的雨都下了

                                                             该死的花都死了

                                                             它一声一声地回应了自己

                                                             它的回应是执拗地扩散，比死亡更快地

                                                             扩散

                                                             群山寂静

                                                             比群山更恐惧地寂静着的是虫鸣

                                                             比虫鸣危险的是风声

                                                             后来它有了许多分身

                                                             后来它旋转着咬破了黎明

                                                             黎明在远方

                                             白酒一杯

                                   换大杯！要56°的高粱！

                                   不信这夜色覆盖了一船忧伤。不信这忧伤从不摇晃

                                   不信这走到了头的路找不到一堵南墙

                                   不信当年李白看清了地上的影子。不信你此刻

                                   看透我心肠

                                   就爱这倾斜的人间被风扶正的构树

                                   就爱这用坏的人生有女鬼替我们哭

                                   就爱我们微醺对看

                                   说什么都不对

                                               选自博客http://blog.sina.com.cn/s/blog_61667c450102wkj4.html

                                                                           好字都是坏笔写出来的  

                                                         昨天说好字都是坏笔写出来的。那把笔

                                                         颓锋正老，多了其它毛笔四大皆空的坏脾气

                                                         有人立即跟帖：好诗也出自坏人

                                                         第三个这样说，我是坏人

                                                         可我依然还没有写出好诗

                                                         我回复：“那是你坏的还不够坏”

                                                         本地唤长者叫作“老货”

                                                         货已老，百虫不侵，衙门空了，狮子在

                                                         正在不断掉毛的我

                                                         酒量反加，举筷子，比划了下

                                                         以为菜已到口，对人说：咱就尽了这晌好时光。

                                                                                                                                 2015-9-8

                                                                            惊堂木  

                                                       堂是现成的。惊堂木。老虎凳。绳。木夹

                                                       主审官以及蝇营狗苟的审问词也是现成的

                                                       提审人是我，被审人也是我

                                                       灌下一碗辣椒水，为的是

                                                       诛形诛心，而我与他隔着时间

                                                       惊堂木击案，“呀呀呸

                                                       你招呀不招？”其他木头在同声应和

                                                       哆嗦的我，不敢看那震怒的人

                                                       许多许多日子，我一次又一次

                                                       将自己押上刑堂，提自己，又审自己

                                                       向这颗头颅，叱喝另一颗头颅

                                                       一棵草刨到了自己的根

                                                       问根系下的虫，也问泥土中的梦

                                                       双手在腰背上是反绑的，也不知

                                                       这双手如何绑住了自己的手

                                                       皮开肉绽，还要补上一句话

                                                      “你最好打死我。”

                                                        不打死，如何受得了这无穷尽的皮肉之苦

                                                                                                                                 2015-9-5

                                                                             生死诀

                                                       如下两种鱼是咬紧牙关做这事的

                                                       大马哈鱼产卵后

                                                       只得让无法睁开眼的小鱼撕咬自己的身体

                                                       一堆骸骨，名字叫舍身与舍弃

                                                       微山湖的乌鳢则换过来

                                                       母鱼产后都要双目失明，怕母亲饿死

                                                       接二连三游进母鱼腹中的鱼子，大悲大喜

                                                       一命换一命，在我们这头叫娘亲

                                                                                                                               2015-9-2

                                                        所有的流水都叫无常  

                                                          所有的流水都叫无常，所有的抽刀

                                                          都形同虚设

                                                          就像我，常年在雪豹出没的断崖上筑穴