平轨的黑色囊孔压过车影
          窗/前或倒着身后
          伴路的炊烟追去霞
          风再快便躲进轮的通红
          光亮处照出厢外
          尽是见想连际成的绿
          可眼续直挽住粉
          悸动呼出的唇

          十一月/请慢慢
          别急着蒙上神秘
          让我细细看
          眼中会是星芒
          怎成了缱绻
          那就留下灿漫
          随它缘来缺失