有人敲门

我这么做了，鸟的叫声

印在纸币上

得调亮一盏灯

才可以避免鸟鸣声打结

它夜晚的女友试图忘却鸟的这种内部运作

却依然没有任何承诺

促使小脑袋发育成熟。

一个姑娘哭泣

胃里的硫酸盐，开始溶解

但没有剧烈抖动的鸟

骨骼的齿轮被卡住

她会掩盖造成这种痛苦的原因

一场暴雨

被一个手势制止

电梯钥匙转动，改变我们的性取向

但是他忘记，自筹资金的书籍

展现的故事未被理解。仿佛是

广场的分支，塑料时代

瘾君子，是钱的微不足道的一部分

躺在床上，证明

离开他的女人

将面对无数排列组合。对于我们

有价值的东西，它所希望的轻松气氛并没有出现

服用驻颜药的女人

漂亮，处于涨潮期，重塑的嘴唇

像大鱼在吐气

现在追逐她已经太晚了。我们错过了

一本硬壳书，月亮

裹在羽绒被里，能不能

从她舌头和软骨构成的嘴里吐出来

SOMEONE KNOCKED ON THE DOOR

I did it, the twitter of the birds  

printed on banknotes

gotta turn up a light

to avoid knotted birdsong

Its girlfriend of the night tries to forget this inner workings of birds

still no promise

to promote the small brain mature.

a girl is crying, the sulphate

in her stomach, begins to dissolve

but no bird shaking violently

the skeletal gears are stuck

It will overwhelm the cause of this suffering

A torrential rain was stopped

by a gesture. The elevator keys turned, changing our sexuality

But he forgot, self-financed books

the story being told is completely unintelligible, it's as if

branches of the square, Plastic Age

a addict, a paltry part of the money

lying on the bed, proving the woman who left him

will face with countless permutations. for us

something of value, the lighthearted atmosphere it hoped for didn’t appear

woman taking youth pills

pretty, high tide, reshaped lips

exhale like a big fish

It’s too late to chase her now. We missed

a hard-cover book, the moon

wrapped in a duvet, can it

spit out from her mouth, which is made of tongue and cartilage