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白 狐
那夜的流螢 在他髮上, 巡迴如篝火 獵戶星落向荒原的 背項, 木葉和露水的 悉索, 馬蹄敲踼原始 的迴響
那夜浪漫的月色 灑落蛇衣上 他是個穿著蛇衣狩獵的少年
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一隻白狐, 不經意的 將影子投落一支箭身上 然後, 啊, 牠驚覺那是蛇 也是蘋果, 牠想 牠想爬出伊甸園的禁牆
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那女孩 是狐的化身 她是雪
那少年 是蛇的蛻形 他是火
是月蝕 在浪漫的風裡, 吃著夜 也吃著白天
是一枝禁果的蠱惑 一剎焚昇的剌激
是火 慢慢的溶解著雪
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燈亮時 酒都暖過 一隻高腳杯在他掌中 擎起, 幌盪的琉璃 幌盪眾多蝴蝶夫人的假面具
那是個化裝舞會
一美麗貴婦的一隻素手 在他掌中, 另一隻在他肩上 他在華爾滋和杜松子的 酒精中旋著
舞
一張琴, 她彈著 彈著時間的步音
之後 獵戶星再升起 自那個盤古的夜 她以一種拜月的跪立 望著月亮逐漸失血 一張琴她撫著 撫著時間的屍衣
之後 無月的夜 幾斤風聲像喪鐘 沉重的垂敲 她關閉的唇
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猶之箭的逼近 滿山的鳥鳴 在絡繹的馬蹄聲中 隱去
一張野史 乃一張白狐皮 他細心拾起 讀著
然後停在那頁浪漫的 叫做狩獵季的夜
然後 一種男高音泫然昇起 自他眸中沸騰 且唱成絕響
馬蹄聲漸漸 遠 去
A White Fox
1 The fireflies in his hair that night Patrolling like torches Orion's toe touches the wasteland The sound of leaves and the dripping of dew The horse's hoof kicks, a primeval echo
The romantic moonlight that night Sprinkling on the snake's clothes He was a youth, wearing snake clothes to hunt
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A white fox, carelessly Throwing her shadow on an arrow She startles, finding the snake Is also an apple, she thinks She thinks she will climb the forbidden wall of Eden
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The girl She was a fox's incarnation She was snow
The youth He was a figure, cast off by a snake He was fire It was a lunar eclipse In the romantic wind, it ate the night And ate the day
Being seduced by prohibited fruit A flash of excitement, burning arising
It was fire Slowly melting the snow
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While the lamp was lit The wine warmed A goblet in his hand Raising up, swinging with colored glaze Swinging between many butterfly ladies' false masks
It was a masquerade
The hand of a beautiful honored lady in his And the other resting upon his shoulder He was whirling In waltz and gin's alcohol
Dancing
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A lute, she was playing Playing the step-sound of time
After that Orion rose again From a night of Pan-Kua She knelt and stood to worship moon Watching the moon gradually losing its blood A lute she caressed Caressed the clothes of time's corpse
After that A moonless night Strong wind like a death knell Knocking heavily Against her shut lips
6 Like an arrow approaching Bird cries fill the mountain Hiding within the unceasing sound of horses kicking
An unofficial history Was a piece of white fox fur He picked up, and read Carefully
Then lingered on a page Called the night of the haunting season
After that A kind of tenor voice tearfully arose Boiling over in his pupils Making its final song
The clip-clop of hoof beats, gradually farther away
Note: Pan-Kua, legendary being, said to be evolved from chaos, in dying he gave birth to the universe.
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