彷徨

Do you dare stay out?

Do you dare go in?

How much can you lose?

How much can you win?

And if you go in,should you turn left or right?or right and three-quarters?or maybe not quite?

You can get so confused,that you'll start in to race...

down long wiggled road at a break-necking pace...

and grind on for miles across weirdish wild space...

headed I fear towards a most useless place...

The waiting place.

For people just waiting,waiting for a train to go...

or for a bus to come...or a plane to go...

or the mail to come or the rain to go...

or the phone to ring or the snow to snow...

or waiting around for a yes or a no...

or a string of pearls or a pair of pants...

or a wig with curls...

or another chance.

向前，你敢进吗？

向后，你情愿吗？

多少你输的起？

多少你赢得来？

假如你进去了，是向左走还是向右走？

还是往左偏点地向右走呢？

或者也许不左也不右？

你头脑里有一团麻，

跳上一条弯弯的小路......

使劲地跑......

坚定无疑地跑了很远，沿途景物古怪又可笑......

我怕你会一头栽进一个最无聊的所在......

那个讨厌的地方叫作“等待”。

在那里人们没完没了的等啊......

等着火车隆隆驶过

等着巴士开来

等着飞机起飞

等着邮件寄到

等着大雨停了

等着电话响起

等着雪花纷飞

等着别人说“是”还是“否”

等着串一串珠子或一条裤子过春夏

或等着全是卷儿的假发

或等着下一个机会飞黄腾达

－－－来自《破绽》