我焦急

我焦急。海的多毛的手
正攀上苔黑的岩岸
咸沫的厉笑，回荡於
凌乱的鸥翅与追踪的往事之间
溅着你的眼睑了！

我不敢用手指写在沙上，怕你
牢牢记住，像记住石碑上
古老的碣语

ANXIETY

The sea's hairy hands
are climbing up the mossy rocks
its malicious laughter, bouncing
between the disheveled wings of seagulls and the unshakable past
now splashing salty foam on your eyelids

I dare not write on the sand with my finger
lest you might remember
like recalling the ancient inscriptions
on a stone tablet