五言亂談

巫言如花粉挑逗著文明慾望的呼吸敏感

勿言如道德的石碑上爬滿了狂喜說教的紫色藤蔓

預言如夜幕遮掩著白晝的熾熱發散
無言如空氣在睡夢裡飄浮於人類的微弱信念
悟言如夏風與相思樹的一席隨意清談

    Five-Word Ramblings

Sorcery speaks like pollen, teasing the breath-sensitive desires of civilization.

Silence speaks like a moral monument, overgrown with purple vines of ecstatic sermonizing.

Prophecy speaks like nightfall, veiling the blazing radiance of day.

Wordlessness speaks like air, drifting through the frail human faith in sleep.

Awakening speaks like summer wind, sharing an idle conversation with the acacia tree.