by MarsOcean on November 12, 2006
一
风吹起白色的布帘
声音变得柔软
慵懒细密傍晚的纹路
把空气染成水墨
二
那是一种草绿色的植物
沿着我的血管生长
酸雾凝成殷红的花苞
在头颅里绽放,随着我的身体一点一点撕开
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