Back from the Bookstore

Back from the Bookstore

With Meditations In Spring tucked in arms, alone
But as if in company, on the street I walked along
I liked the half-priced book, but not
This discounted life. Every day I'm
Busy, for nothing;
Bored, with everything.
Life is as dull as the pure water
Already ordered, the so-called pay
Is just a small amount
Barely enough for a drink, with friends I go to
The karaoke, knowing there are a whole lot of people
Who live like me, just like now,
In an office far away, you stand up from the desk,
And happen to see a broken kite
Limply hung on the electricity line…the feelings
It brings to you, may just be
Mine. We live in our own world
All alone, as if accompanied by Philip Larkin
Or lots of others, and
Step forward ALONE.

从书店回来

怀揣着《春缪集》，一个人
像两个人，在大街上走着
我喜欢这半价书，却不喜欢
这打折的生活，每天
忙，是无所事事的忙
闲，是百无聊赖的闲
日子，像预定好的纯净水一样
无味，所谓报酬
只是有限的一点碎银
几乎不够醉了，和朋友去一趟
恋歌房，我知道会有许多人
和我一样活着，就像此时
在远方，你从办公桌旁站起
偶然看到，一隻断了线的风筝
无力地倒掛在电线上……它让你
生出的感触，也许就是
我的。生活在自己的日子里
一个人，像是和菲利浦·拉金
像是和许多人，一起
独自地向前走着。