时间速写

我刚写下“时间”，时间就被我用掉。
我只好以出生，代替时间的开始，
以死亡代替它的终结。
我用掉自己，所以我证明，
我是时间的边缘，
我永远差一点，写出它。
“万物皆为时间的刻度，
我必将成为那过时之人”
这让我想起秋天，果实被时间分割，
我只能描写它的坠落，忧伤也一笔带过。

Time Sketch

The moment I write down “time”, I’ve used it up.
I have to replace the beginning of time with birth,
And its ending with death.
I use up myself, so that I can prove
I am the edge of time.
I am always close to writing it.
“All things are scales of time,
And I’ll be the one left behind.”
It reminds me of autumn when fruit is sliced by time.
I can only describe its fall, with no expansion of my sadness.

少女

大雾附体。山谷戴着诸神的帽子。
我们之间隔着沟壑，像隔着
两个模糊不清的年代。
如果我走近，它就会升腾，交给我一片
真实的虚空。
那个用橡皮擦去我浓密黑发的少女
同样有任性的美——
她画了几根
灰色的稀疏的枝条
以表达山谷上，即将消散的苍茫。

The Girl

Penetrated with thick fog, the valley wore the hat of the gods.
We’re separated by a gully, as if separated
By two blurred ages.
If I came near, it would  rise and offer me a piece of
True void.
The girl who wiped my thick black hair with an eraser
Was of the same willful beauty —
She drew a few
Sparse gray branches
To express the fading vastness above the valley.

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读读，原作很精彩

这让我想起秋天，果实被时间分割，
我只能描写它的坠落，忧伤也一笔带过。