"Substituting."
Shipwrecks and a retired general on Sixth Street
are drowsy because blocking the storms.
I was dismissed.
A letter with authoritative numbers
forced me to admit their sky.
Yes, I am negligible.
My story started on a wheel.
The white birches' bow strings fall together
to the stallions' necks.
A branch road canvassing the map dies
when cutting through memory.
The library is closed, those cataloged witnesses waiting
for the counterclockwise love.
I go to substitute for an instructor, who's
gone to give birth to a book in the jungle.
I plunge into a blackboard bigger
than a book, in which the birds have hidden their grain.
Outside the window, the grass turns to blue.
From the balloon man, each child fetches a wish.
代课
沉船和第六阶退休的将军
因阻挡过风暴而嗜睡
我被辞退
一封信带着权威的数字
让我承认他们的添控
是的 我微不足道
我的故事是一个轮子
白桦林正骑着风险
一起搭向骏马的国境
游说于地图的歧路
穿过记忆时染上了颜色
图书馆已关门
那些被分类的证人
等待着逆时针的爱情
我为一位老师代课
他到丛林去生一本书
我扑向比书更大的黑板
鸟在其中藏起粮食
窗外草地发蓝
从卖气球的人那里
每个孩子牵走一个心愿