卡罗那秋天从我手中吃它的叶子:我们是朋友。我们从坚果剥出时间并教它走路:而时间回到壳中。镜中是星期天,梦里有地方睡眠,我们口说真理。我的目光落到我爱人的性上:我们互相看着,我们交换黑暗的词语,我们相爱像罂粟和回忆,我们睡去像海螺中的酒,血色月光中的海。我们在窗口拥 The autumn leaves of Carron eat it from my hands: we are friends. We peel the time out of the nuts and teach it to walk: And time comes back into the shell. The mirror is Sunday, there is a place to sleep in the dream, we speak the truth. My eyes fall on my lover’s sexuality: we look at each other, we exchange dark words, we love each other like poppies and memories, and we sleep like wine in conch, sea in bloody moonlight. We have the window