(Autumn, oil painting 1944, by Milton Avery, American Abstract Expressionist)
空號
「這是空號請查明再撥….」
電話線的那端一陣嗚咽
陷入黑色的迷霧
生命的真實與虛無
像光束閃過
當敗壞侵襲
影像逐漸模糊
話語也在瞬間碎裂成灰
像廢棄在倉庫裏的鐘
指針躺著
靜止的發條
躲在偶數與奇數的背後
對沈默作戰
The Number Does Not Exist
"The numer you dial does not exist, please check and redial ...."
A sob echoed at the end of the telephone line
Immured into a dark mist
The reality and nothingness in life
Dodged like a flash
When the corrupt proceeded
The image was blurred gradually
The words were instantly broken into ashes
Like a clock abandoned in the warehouse
Lay down the pointer
And the static spring
Was hiding behind the odd and even numbers
To wage war on silence
People are rushing to the ultimate nothingness finally, though adorned with joy, bitterness, laughter or tears or any kind of emotions that you know during the life time, all these are only supplements, but they phased out very quickly. Life is only a self-talk and self-release.
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