飞翔的转蓬

我是一朵转蓬

飘飖不多远

撞在边境的罌粟花上。

那些猩红的花瓣

令我忆起恋人们的脸颊

曾离我那样亲近，让转蓬的小伞飞——

面对着彼此，背对着互相，

都以为播撒的是爱。

门廊摧毁了风

风在疯人院停下了脚步

又见那些猩红的脸颊。

在一双双迸射的眼睛里观察着热切的对白

对白一个接一个地纷纷掉落

碎成了爱。

Dandelion saw

I am a dandelion

fluttering not far

bumped against the poppy flower at the border. 

those scarlet petals

reminding me of lovers’ cheeks

so close to me; blowing, 

at each other, against each other, sowing.

door frame destroys the wind

wind slows me down in a madhouse

again those scarlet cheeks.

observing conversations among spouting eyes 

dialogue dropping one after another

shattered into love.