沒有ta的消息
當你習慣了思想的延遲
以為的時間
都只是風聲而已
—— ta， 它在哪裡？他是誰？祂存在嗎？
Just the Sound of Wind
There is no news of ta.
When you grow accustomed to the delay of thought,
the time you imagine
is nothing but the sound of wind.
—— ta — where is it? Who is he? Does It exist?
