idiot

“人的每一种身份都是一种自我绑架,唯有失去,才是通向自由之路。”

“那些光芒四射的商店,在一个平常伸手不见五指的城区里,行色匆匆,手上提着大包小包的行人,街上孩子的欢笑声,一些都有助于把人从他原本的孤独世界里拉出来。那些夹心巧克力的银色包装纸就是一种征兆,意味着一个模糊却嘈杂的黄金时期,正在向一些简单的心灵打开。”

我的名字对你有什么意义

  它会死去,  
  像大海拍击海堤,  
  发出的忧郁的汩汩涛声,  
  像密林中幽幽的夜声。  
  它会在纪念册的黄页上  
  留下暗淡的印痕,  
  就像用无人能懂的语言  
  在墓碑上刻下的花纹。  
  它有什么意义?  
  它早已被忘记  
  在新的激烈的风浪里,  
  它不会给你的心灵  
  带来纯洁、温柔的回忆。  
  但是在你孤独、悲伤的日子,  
  请你悄悄地念一念我的名字,  
  并且说:有人在思念我,  
  在世间我活在一个人的心里。

May I feel said he

may i feel said he
i'll squeal said she
just once said he
it's fun said she

may i touch said he
how much said she
a lot said he
why not said she

let's go said he
not too far said she
what's too far said he
where you are said she

may i stay said he
which way said she
like this said he
if you kiss said she

may i move said he
is it love said she
if you're willing said he
but you're killing said she

but it's life said he
but your wife said she
now said he
ow said she

tiptop said he
don't stop said she
oh no said he
so slow said she

cccome ? said he
ummm said she
you're divine ! said he
you're Mine said she

By E.E Cummings

“我从前总是以为我们是会在一起的,现在我也觉得我是对的,在许多衍生的时间里,在所有枝叶纷披里,有很多种可能性我们是在一起的。而更繁多的是,我用那些想念你、臆想你的时间,来仔细探察腐烂、蛀牙、食困、湿气的进程与秘密,去想象被水流冲荡的感受,去认真虔诚地吻一页书。说万物似你也不恰当,只是即使是这样我也觉得是和你在一起的。”

该怎样才能抚慰我脆弱敏感渐渐苍老的内心

想要交谈到天亮,即便是小声嗫嚅也使得声音沙哑为止,直到自己满身的枝蔓都深入到对方灵魂里去了,絮语一点点变得稀少,被梦境牵引着进入阒静里。喜欢的安静,是这种不造作的。

什么都不想干 只想踏上旅途 漫长的旅途

only fools fall for you

only fools