左臂的裂谷里 In the fissure of her left arm
矿脉在结痂 冰棱垂落成钟乳 Ore veins scab over, icicles drip into stalactites
有蜘蛛悬丝丈量年轮的经纬 Spiders pendulum-measure longitude of tree rings

颈间绸缎裹紧年轮裂缝 Silk tightens around neck's annular rift
吞咽太多未成形的呜咽与光 Swallowing too many half-born sobs and light
直到喉管里孵出铁锈色的蝶 Till rust-winged moths hatch in her trachea

瞳孔深处栖着坍缩的碎星 Pupils cradle collapsed stardust
每粒星屑都是冻伤的月亮 Each speck a frostbitten moon
坠落时在睫毛上凝成盐霜 Crystallizing into salt rime on lashes as they fall

刀锋剖开夜光菌的伞盖时 When blade cleaves the luminous fungus' dome
菌丝正用蓝血绣制等高线 Mycelium embroider contour lines with azure blood
把未愈合的旧伤缝进地图褶皱 Stitching unhealed wounds into map creases

当第十二座冰川碾碎怀表 When the twelfth glacier crushes pocket watches
有人在弹壳里栽种报春花根茎 Someone plants primrose roots in shell casings
用硝烟喂养颤抖的绿芽 Feeding tremulous sprouts with gunpowder smoke

所有悬在舌尖的词语 All words lingering on tongues
都化作兽耳深处的雪崩 Become avalanches in the marrow of beast-ears
在寂静中雕刻回声的陵墓 Carving mausoleums of echoes in silence

此刻她俯身 Now she bends
与倒影签下带霜的契文 Signing frost-veined covenants with her shadow
把未锈蚀的姓名埋进永恒的冻土Burying unrusted names in permafrost
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