微藍色的

在荷蘭的時候
我憑著汽球的餘溫
上升
煙囪以上
一半天空
浸在畫裡，可是
在離開荷蘭的時候我不能就這樣像一個汽球
因溫暖而蕩蕩
蕩蕩如微藍色的憂鬱小說
那些嚴肅的沉默



In The Netherlands
with the warmth of the balloons
it rose me above
the level of the chimneys
Half of the sky
Immersed in the painting, but
I can not leave The Netherlands like a balloon
it swayed because of the warmth
and swayed like the pale blue melancholy novel
with those serious silence