Sunken
什麼...
如果解開了人類的「什麼」
會很危險...?
又是什麼...?
解開什麼?
they are troublesome
sometimes nauseating
loathingly evil
yet some of them have loving qualities
these who have deep eye sockets
these 'garbage'
that I don't know how to deal with
sad pathetic things
criers
whiners
lost ones
and some treasurable ones
那是，真的嗎?
如果是的話，那肯定像是個
令人想結束的惡夢
在這裡「重來」的靈魂們
當中的某些
可能還接收著那些夢魘的回音
還看著，那樣的畫面
這些褪色質地的
「悲傷」
奇怪的，遺失
無名，無語
無從尋起
卻似乎就在那裡
一些有跡可循的
匪夷所思
在新影像裡頭的
舊情感
層層同心圓
海水與土地相互環繞的城市
為什麼它總是
令我感覺不祥?
發達
綠意
輕盈
享樂
恣意
罪孽
毀滅
在他們的基因裡
固著在靈魂的記憶
去除不了
反覆著
這些麻煩
渴望那最一開始的鮮美
迎來最終的醜惡
那樣的不祥
他們雙腳總是陷進的
注定的悲傷
我奇怪著這樣的盲目
那樣的無法脫離
無法提升
無法看清
錯誤
卻執意反覆
愚昧
叫人鄙棄
侷限的目光與視野
錯誤的判斷與抉擇
悲淒
不完善
不適宜
疑慮重重而無力
衰敗
殘酷
糟蹋
墮落
不可取
逃亡
流浪
惡夢一場
原先的那些
肉眼看見的絢麗
映入心裡的
竟是透著恐懼的惡
何等的悲傷可怕
有如令人憎惡的
糟糕的玩笑
呼吸到的香氣
竟是致命的毒
未解的惡意
就這麼終了
看他們的怯懦
可笑
由此膨脹而生的侵略
虛偽無實的空洞
不值一顧
there's nothing to be confused about
from now on
because
it is
I don't reject things that are positive
or unharmful
life is not a joke
it's a happening that you would accept
the practicing of a life
that is almost still
it's a mirror
of my thoughts
colors
between black and white
I don't wanna know
what happened in Atlantis
I have a sense that
I've already known about it before
not here at these coordinates
I think I escaped from there
like too many people did
the restore
and remake
of human beings
a moment of a blink
that is way too long
the pain on my body
becomes pleasure
these wounds
from the cuts
of your creation
division
所以
皆是「位置」的關係
而非「時間」因素
這個「想起」或
所謂「同步」的 “時機”
其實是某個相同或相近的
「點」或「座標」
這裡的
能源儲存形式
這些所有的化形
包括這個我
所有
儲存意念的
形
我等待
光線褪去
因為
它可能是一個夢
Sumikko
2021/07/19 23:44 Hualien, Taiwan.
yes I know
I need to "know" about these
it means "confirm"
(it means to confirm)
it means
I've already known
and this mind here
needs to be "told", "again"
The moon shines its glow
Looking at it in the night breeze
I heard my mind saying
"What do you want?"
（何しにきたの，ここで？）
I do not think
that I as a person
desire human flesh
for stomach
It'll be disgusting
to digest
just like recently how I feel about meat
other than chicken and seafood
but
when I imagine
a plot
of a mind
that's killing for human blood
in horrible cruelty
somehow I just feel relieved
I can't help feeling released
human flesh grows out of Earth material
must have great differences from other planets
from other dimensions
maybe I can't help yearning for a cleansing
big, grand cleaning
washing
deleting
blood of dirt
clearing
smell
of violent redness
into burning coal blackness
it's not a sense of pleasure
it's a stable peacefulness
so quiet
in this hellish imagination