他喝起酒来像信徒。
在教堂里，
他们十指交叉合拢折叠的样子
像栖息在一棵榆树上的两只猫头鹰
夜里在“不在乎酒吧”唱卡拉OK：
一位工人醉酒蹒跚，随着歌词
让一首歌变快活，外面
一位陌生人耳语着离去
是有关绿色沙漠的问题：大豆和玉米的田野
大豆，玉米，大豆的田野，
没有花儿，蜜蜂因为饥饿
喝得烂醉。
她靠在他身上像一只流浪猫靠在篱笆上。
一百种昆虫，陌生人告诉他们，在一个空间中
应该有一千。
一辆离开的卡车发生回火。
在唯一一盏路灯下，一只负鼠
练习死亡。
他的手放在她的腰背部，
放在无深度的描画在她
黑色旧连衣裙上的玫瑰花上。
He drinks like the faithful,
the way they fold their hands
In church, like two owls roosting in an elm.
Karaoke night at the Don’t Care Bar:
A worker staggers, following the lyric
To a lit-up song, and outside
A stranger chews their ears off
About the Green Desert: fields of soy and corn
And soy and corn and soy,
Devoid of flowers, and the bees going damn drunk
with hunger.
She leans into him like a stray cat against a fence.
A hundred species of insects, the stranger tells them, in a space
where there should have been a thousand.
A truck leaving backfires.
Beneath the only street light, a possum
Practices its death.
His hand at the small of her back,
On the depthless roses painted
On her old black dress.
