克莱娜

克莱娜转着圈问候我们。
某种永续，你想到，
当她亲吻你又轻轻
离开你。
“像一条鲨鱼。”

噢做好准备：未来有一天，
我们也会回头问候自己的怪兽，
我们的脚趾对峙着地球上真正的角落——在极点
确实是，决断着可选择的方向。
我们要么窒息而死，要么让每一个字节的我们都被喷射到
宇宙之中。我们将不再是
孤儿

Kleina

Kleina greets us by running in circles.
Perpetuity of certain forms, you’d think,
as she kisses you and leaves
gently.
“Like a shark.”

O and be prepared: one day,
so will we greet in hindsight, those
beasts of our own,
our toes confronting the real corner on earth—the poles
that dominate the direction of choice, truly.
This will either smother us, or spray every single byte of us
into the universe. We will no longer be
orphans.