文／何强
“脚下的那片泥土，每抓起一把，都一定会攥出血来。”
-- 诗人芒克
那本粉红长裙洇润的诗集，一幅浓勾淡染的宿醉，诗人在这个时代隐退
不能吟哦的风尘随意，蓝色的旗袍收拢了旧日的喘息，陶埙溅落的心事
用麦的微笑和气息，轻舔膨胀的血液，悄然的静谧中染黄谁的思绪？
Love is the soil
A hangover — miniature Prose poetry
The author/HeQiang
"At the foot of the piece of clay, each grabbed a, will hold a bleeding."
— poet MangKe
The pink dress spread and embellish of poetry, a picture of a thick hook weak dye hangover, poet in the era of the retreat
Not flowering plums dirty random, blue cheongsam, picked up old breathing TaoXun splashed down on her mind
Use the smile and flavor, the expansion of the licked the blood, whose thoughts quietly in the quiet of dye yellow?
何强
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发表于 2013-12-17 07:40
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