Rain | 雨
That is a multitude of spaces. I have no eyes, yet I keep hearing the second hand roar, clear and loud.
Within the sockets, words well up— so many dawns and dusks, suns and moons, impossible to speak.
—Run; there is no direction anyway. Cry; let the words fall where they may. A downpour is about to come and cover the clock.
As I curl my limbs in, I suddenly look up. In an instant, rain fills the sockets to the brim.
那是许多空间， 我没有双眼 总听见 秒针嘹亮地吼
眼眶里 涌现出语词 许多朝夕日月 无法言说
——奔跑吧，反正没有方向 哭泣吧，任语词流落 一场大雨即将来临 覆着钟表
蜷曲起四肢时，猛然抬头 顷刻，雨水盛满眼眶
