安可
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
凌晨时分
我带着另一个多余的身份
私奔
后面是追兵的滚滚沙尘
真狠
我挤出一丝笑容扮天真
路上积水里的那个人连拍掌也不肯
可恨
疲累已如毒素流入脚根
地上的鲜红越来越深
我发现我流血了
无奈这里没电灯
我只顾嘶声
忘了呐喊
而就在这时
一粒没有生命的子弹
插入我另一半的心脏
狂奔
枪口上的烟冉冉上升
我拿出短刀想往脖子上
“CUT———”
好大声
导演在这场地就是神
“独角戏都能演得像伪装秀那么逼真。
你有没有精神分裂症。”
冷。
留下我在那里
番茄汁还在一点一点地往下滴着。
Envoy of the Stars @ 9:38 PM
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