Snowless Days in the North in December / Every Road Leads to Death
2006/8/26 16:24:47
Snowless Days in the North in December
These are snowless days in the north in December
Days in the north
December's ice and snow have yet to arrive
The sky is grey and hazy
The days of fluttering yellow leaves are long past
The long-delayed ice and snow
The long-delayed winter days
Weary waiting scattered in the air
Grey and hazy sky
Grey and hazy tree shadows
Grey and hazy existence
Days of the north in December
Dusty mornings, dusty noons
Dusty deep nights, dusty dawns
Dusty you and I, dusty existence
Snowless days in the north in December
They say
There is fog today
Every Road Leads to Death
Every road leads to death
Here and there, no single-plank bridge
Death is the breath of every instant
It can also be that flower-holding smile
The truth of death needs no knowing
The voice expires before it speaks
Yet rotten words are printed on paper
Reeking of foul stench, flaunting themselves upon the world
People join the flies to tear and gnaw
Dead flesh of language, riddled with poison
This game has no riddle to reveal
Nor too much helplessness or mystery
Now comes again
A dose of elixir
Life, not yet born
Death, already rotted away
缠中说禅 2006/8/26 16:36:38
Thank you. I visited your place and it's quite nice — just not enough variety of games!