寂寞的冬季

                                每次來到這枯寂的海邊

                                都看到那麼個他，

                                他都背對著世界，

                                我都只能見到他的背影

                                   他──向著灰色的海

                                              向著灰色的天

                                              向著南去的寒風

                                   沒有人認識

                                       ──他總愛望著岩岸上升降的水痕

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                                那兒

                                沒有別人

                                只有他和他遲滯的身影

                                看到

                                時光自他身後躡過

                                踩著他的背

                                蹂躪他的影子

                                而他依然那麼坐著

                                奇怪呵！

                                但是我總沒敢問他……

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                                有一天   是一個雨後  

                                他又被淋濕了──

                                不知那兒鑽出的一個孩子，有張太可愛小臉的

                                問向那被淋得可笑的──海礄上的他──

                                「這位先生，您──是──」

                                他這才轉過頭來

                  而我也才驀然知曉

                                他呵

                                他──不就是我麼──

                                也正是那已令我枯坐的整個冬季。

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