邏輯撩撥了異常
它哭泣
沒有時候
黎明的晦暗之風折斷的夢秩序扭曲了鏡像
它狂喜
並不常常
黃昏的寂寞之雨擁抱著被吞噬的黑洞
時間隱藏了單位
它空白
如果茫然
人的想像之心消失無蹤
The Mind of Imagination
Logic provokes the anomalous,
It weeps
Without moment—
Dreams broken by the murky wind of dawn.
Order distorts the mirror-image,
It revels
Not often—
The lonely rain of dusk embraces a devouring black hole.
Time veils its measures,
It blanks
If bewildered—
The human mind of imagination vanishes without trace.
