清醒
                                         是件很悲恸的婚事
                                         当三个饥饿的我
                                         拿了三个馒头
                                         回到墙壁里      别在腰际
                                         
                                         赠与守夜人    夜里试探生灵

                                         当  扫过嘴边的女人肉
                                         模糊不清
                                         这样    反而
                                         弄疼了生命

                                         所以   我一切的清醒
                                         得到的回应
                                         如一颗钉在老妇人嘴边
                                         的钉子

                                         清醒时
                                         被钉在锅台上
                                         擦拭了一辈子

                                         怎么也 洗不干净
                                         却很容易刨咽
                                        
                                         迷乱后
                                         这个世界都被拖累