没有意思

午后的烟头很疲倦，

烟缸饱了，

嗝出刺鼻的气味。

有女孩抽象情节，

没有果子的树，长得尚好，

没有意义的烟抽出意义。

饥渴让呼吸感到困难，

怜悯被青烟纠缠，

眼睛发直。

一堵墙，

终于在偏见中看穿，

里面什么都没有。

吐圆的烟圈遭风袭击，

我说这没有意思，

而你，面壁背不出台词。

IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE

The cigarette end of afternoon is tired

The ashtray is fed

It hiccups, smells bad

A girl fabricates abstract

A tree grows good when it bears no fruit

A senseless cigarette will sense when it's smoked

Thirst makes breathing difficult

Mercy is coiled by blue smoke

Eyes with vacant expressions

A wall, finally

Is seen through by prejudice

It contains nothing

Wind breaks a smoke ring

I need to tell you this does not make sense

Facing the wall, you forget your actor's lines