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130 潜水艇的悲哀 9点上班时 我准备好咖啡和笔墨 再探头看看远处打来 第几个风球 有用或无用时 我的潜水艇都在值班 铅灰的身体 躲在风平的浅水塘 开头我想这样写 : 如今战争已不太来到 如今诅咒 也换了方式 当我监听 能听见 碎银子哗哗流动的声音 鲜红的海鲜 仍使我倾心 艰难世事中 它愈发通红 我们吃它 掌握信息的手在穿梭 当我开始写 我看见 可爱的鱼 包围了造船厂 国有企业的烂账 以及 邻国经济的萧瑟 还有 小姐趋时的妆容 这些不稳定的收据 包围了 我的浅水塘 于是我这样写道 : 还是看看 我的潜水艇 最新在何处下水 Changing Room(fintxt).indd 130 9/21/11 12:22 PM 131 The Submarine’s Lament starting work at 9 am I ready my coffee my pen poking my head outside to check on the latest typhoon warning whether I need it or not my submarine is always ready its lead gray body hiding beneath the windless surface of a shallow pool at first I wanted to write this: currently the war hasn’t touched us currently curses are taking a different tack from my listening post I hear the gentle rush of silvery fragments crimson shellfish still catch my fancy in the tumult of world events it flushes a deeper red and we eat it the hand grasping the data shuttles back and forth when I start writing I see cute little fish encircling the shipyard state enterprises are going under what’s more there’s economic panic next door and those girls with stylish painted faces these volatile receipts encircle our shallow pool so this is what I write: let me see where should I launch my submarine this time Changing Room(fintxt).indd 131 9/21/11 12:22 PM 132 在谁的血管里泊靠 追星族,酷族,迪厅的重金属 分析了写作的潜望镜 酒精,营养,高热量 好像介词,代词,感叹词 锁住我的皮肤成分 潜水艇 它要一直潜到海底 紧急 但又无用地下潜 再没有一个口令可以支使它 从前我写过 现在还这样写 : 都如此不适宜了 你还在造你的潜水艇 它是战争的纪念碑 它是战争的坟墓 它将长眠海底 但它又是离我们越来越远的 适宜幽闭的心境 正如你所看到的 : 现在 我已造好潜水艇 可是 水在哪儿 水在世界上拍打 现在 我必须造水 为每件事物的悲伤 制造它不可多得的完美 Changing Room(fintxt).indd 132 9/21/11 12:22 PM 133 in whose veins will it weigh anchor the starstruck, the hipsters, heavy metal in discos analyzing the periscope of writing alcohol, nourishment, high in calories as if prepositions, pronouns, exclamations were sealing up portions of my skin submarine it will plunge to the bottom of the sea urgently but it’s diving for nothing no longer subject to orders I’ve written this before, and I’ll write it again: it doesn’t add up you’re still building your submarine that memorial to war that tomb of the war dead lying dormant at the bottom of the sea but it grows ever more distant over time in its self-imposed isolation you can see for yourself: that now I’ve built my submarine and yet where is the water it’s lapping over the world and now I must create water and fashion an elusive wholeness for the lament that lies in everything Changing Room(fintxt).indd 133 9/21/11 12:22 PM ...


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