《骨狗》
回家很可怕
无论狗狗是否舔你的脸
无论家中等待你的是一个妻子
还是妻子形状的孤独
回家孤独得可怕
以至于在你回想起你刚刚离开的
那个充满沉重气压的地方时
也带着一些喜欢
因为一旦回家后一切会更糟
你竟带着渴望地去想
附着在稻草杆上的害虫
路上长时间的路程道路救援和冰激凌
还有某些云朵特别的形状
还有寂静因为你不想回家
回家是...
就是可怕
而家庭生活的沉默和乌云
仅仅只会徒增普遍的不适感
这样的云其实很可疑
他们的构造物，不同于你留下来的那些物质
你自己是从另一块多云般的布上裁剪而出
被归还，被剩下
月光下不幸相会
不乐意回归不该松垮的地方会都松垮
满是线头的布服抹布般的邋遢
破烂不堪
你回到家里
像是抵达月球的外星人
地球的引力拉扯
现在力量加倍
拉扯松弛了你的鞋带
还有你的肩膀
将你额头上担忧之诗节刻得更深
你回到家里更为深沉
一口连接至明天的干涸之井
通过一缕虚弱的
如此这般
日复一日毫无变化你长长叹气
有时人也会这样
好吧
总之，你回来了
太阳像个疲倦的妓女一样起了又落
天气犹如折断的肢体一样毫无起伏
一切都不动
除了你体内潮起潮落般的盐分
你的视线朦胧
你不为外界气象所影响
巨大的蓝鲸骸骨般的黑暗
你回来了
带着X光的视线
你的眼睛已成为一种饥饿
你带着变异天赋来到家中
来到一个骨头之家
现在你看到的一切
所有一切
都是骨头

Coming home is terrible
whether the dogs lick your face or not
whether you have a wife
or just a wife-shaped loneliness waiting for you
Coming home is terrible lonely
so that you think of the oppressive barometric pressure
back with you have just come from with fondness
because everything's worse once you're home
You think of the vermin clingling to the grass stalks
long hours on the road，roadside assistance and ice creams
and the peculiar shapes of certain clouds
and silence with longing，because you did not want to return
Coming home is
just awful
And the home-style silence and clouds
contribute to nothing but the general malaise
Clouds,such as they are,are in fud suspect
and made from a different material than those you left behind
You youself were cut from a different cloudy cloth,
returned,remaindered
ill-met by moonlight
unhappy to be back,slack in all the wrong spots,
seamy suit of clothes,dishrag-ratty,worn
You return home,
moon-landed,foreign
The Earth's gravitation pull
an effort now redoubled
dragging your shoelaces loose
and your shoulders
etching deeper the stanza of worry on your forehead
You return home deepened
a parched well linked to tomorrow
by a frail strand of
anyway
You sigh into the onslaught of identical days
one might as well,at a time
Well
anyway，you’re back
The sun goes up and down like a tired whore
The weather immobile like a broken limb while you just keep getting older
Nothing moves,but the shifting tides of salt in your body
Your vision blears
You carry your weather with you
the big,blue whale,a skeletal darkness
You come back
with X-ray vision
your eyes have become a hunger
You come home with your mutant gifts
to a house of bone
Everything you see now
All of it
bone
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