By Jing Yu
Invisible hand
Touched the world
One by one
Feeling your vibration
Shaking, struggling, and falling
Those we all “used to be”
And breath
Are sealed by you
In the half light half dark whirlpool
Countless ups and downs of exhaustion
Look up together
Only to expect
Hearing the last one
The Sound of falling
(Published in the World Journal on January 30,2021)
新冠骨牌
文/静语
无形的手
轻触了下世界
一张接一张
感知你的震动
摇晃、挣扎、沦陷
所有的习以为常
连同呼吸
都被你封锁起来
在半明半暗的漩涡里
无数个沉浮的疲惫
一起仰起头来
只期盼
听到那最后一张
落地的声音
