The Unknown World
星期日 七月 05, 2009 6:43 pm
A fortuneteller spins his crystal ball
in front of me,
declaring he can enter my dream.
I close my eyes,
seeing a blue train pass by,
the one with no sign of destination.
A stranger sits facing me;
the same spot,
the similar sunglasses,
more than one time,
I recall we rode on the same lonely train.
On a transfer station,
I get off and look back,
no trace of him.
The fortuneteller wakes me up,
and I ask him
if he has seen anything.
He replies,“A circle”.