余秀华，阅读你
                                                   我像经历了一次跋涉
                                                   脚一直在泥泞里
                                                   目光一直陷在夜空里
                                                   艰难着
                                                   不能全身而退

                                                   当我想要奔跑的时候
                                                   你只需要行走
                                                   当我想要行走的时候
                                                   你只需要站稳
                                                   当我想要炫耀的时候
                                                   你只需要发出声音
                                                   当我想发出声音的时候
                                                   你只需要顺畅的呼吸
                                                   你总是
                                                   比我想要的少一些
                                                   你说如此足以

                                                   当我想活成一朵花时
                                                   你却做了提心吊胆的稗子
                                                   当我袒露着爱恋时
                                                   你却用布蒙上了脸庞
                                                   当我在共剪西窗时
                                                   你的头却被撞到了墙上
                                                   你总是
                                                   悲惨的在我后面
                                                   你说命中有此

                                                   命运已经把你揉搓的不成样子
                                                   你依然把伤口撕到底
                                                   让人们看见坚硬的骨头
                                                   你满身的风雨
                                                   足以摧毁所有的植物和自己
                                                   唯独保留院落里的麻雀
                                                   你像一个藏匿的罪犯
                                                   又像一个法官对自己宣判
                                                   你让小巫看守你的灵
                                                   舔舐你的痛
                                                   
                                                   那一刻我被感动
                                                   摁不住心里的洁白
                                                   摁不住眼里的疼痛
                                                   看着你兜里的雪
                                                   我莫名的空洞

                                                   我不想你再写诗
                                                   因为我的感动
                                                   一直都是你的疼痛
                                                   我想你的生活
                                                   不应该压的文字气喘吁吁
                                                   喘息之余
                                                   再看见你慢慢
                                                   站起