拓撲

明日違和

當下只剩虛空

過去忙著編篡歷史

但時間絕不歎息

現實無奈拓撲了

始終離散

沒有

    Topology

Tomorrow misaligns.  

The present—only void.

The past, busy  

rewriting its histories.  

Yet time  

never sighs.

Reality, unwilling,  

has been topologized.

Always discrete—  

no