MESSAGE
Mom, I came when you were out.
I knew the key was still placed in the interstice
Between the wall and the mailbox.
I examined the floor under the wardrobe and found the secret
You took out and hid back every night,
A camphor case. I meant to take away the bank deposit book,
But soon I recognized the cloth
That wrapped your treasure had once swaddled me.
Washed and ironed so neat, it's still fresh after so many years.
Mom, I thought you were nothing but a stubborn, cold vixen.
I leave this message, just to let you know I came
But moved nothing. And I, yes I, am still swaddled in the cloth.
留言条
刘川
我来过了，妈妈，
进门时，我知道钥匙还放在
信箱与墙壁的夹缝中间。
我找到了大衣柜下
你每晚取出又藏好的秘密。
那楠木盒。本来我是要拿走那存折的
可我看到夹放那笔巨款的
是我最初的襁褓，你洗、熨得
多么干净，新鲜，保留了这么多年。
我原以为你只有唠叨、倔犟和冷漠呢。
我留下这纸条，告诉你，我来过了
什么也没动，而我，是的，我还在那襁褓里。
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