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1985年生,宜蘭人。紅樓詩社出身,臺灣大學新聞研究所碩士。現於資本市場討生活,頭不頂天,腳不著地,所以寫字。   曾獲文學獎若干。著有現代詩集《青春期》,《嬰兒宇宙》,《偽博物誌》,《我只能死一次而已,像那天》,《嬰兒涉過淺塘》;散文集《樂園輿圖》、《棄子圍城》、《天黑的日子你是爐火》、《阿姨們》。作品多次選入年度散文選、年度臺灣詩選,以及《七年級新詩金典》、《港澳台八十後詩人選集》等選本。   Contact email: yclou342011@gmail.com

Aug 13, 2006

AFTER

 

after months of waiting there's

nothing came. after days counting down

there's nothing left



I am so reasonable therefore I choose to

leave the hill of betrayal, the beach

of desire and intemperance. I cannot live

in the lies you knitted

nor can I escape from the beautiful dreams

you made.



You made my life complete and now you

tear it apart with your gentle hands, leaving me

wanting more. sweet words are

left behind, they're echoing again, again, and again

in between my

broken heart



His finger tips were on your skin. His

mouth tied with your tongue. He came

to you and me and suddenly

I cannot realize why I said "I love you"...



After months of waiting there's nothing came

I get out of the case because I am really

reasonable I am no more in the swamp

The swamp of whirling mud. keeping me stuck

aching, finding nowhere to go

a hell is where we find nowhere to go



Your love is in the middle of nowhere



I cannot realize why I said "I love you"

so firmly. The words are now turning into

an ironic tone, it's like the rain on

the wedding day, the free ride when you already

paid. the summer storm striking the camp

so ironic. I am crashing into the wall



and I hope

and I hope, there will be an airbag saving my life

 

3 comments:

  1. welcome to the club of broken heart...

    my heart was broken,too~

    he gave up and i had no choice...

    even i love him...but how can it work without his love....

    everyone want me cheer up!but i can't now....


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  2.  

    in my case it's only about betrayal and deception.

     

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  3.  

    the light shined, the

    angels flied to me

    leading me to the unexpected future



    everything is just in its right place

    I try hard to get out of the case



    There are two colours in my head while I

    woke up making a cup of sour coffee

    with some toasts burned black, there's

    some butter baked yellow



    nobody's waiting for it

     

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