you are so beautiful

现在Cardiff市中心卖唱的又多了一个黑人。

他岁数不小了。束捆的黑色辫子里混入了白色，拉扎的胡子也有些花白。吉他上的弦从琴把里钻出，就像他拉扎的胡子。他翘着二郎腿坐在皇后大街的长凳上，旁若无人的唱着sting的那首every breath you take。所谓的雷鬼（reggae）应该是他唱的吧，那种节奏……就像白人去唱布鲁斯，无论怎么唱也没有黑人的味道。唱完，他自己乐自己笑，自言自语几句，换一首接着唱。

昨天去菜市场，停自行车的栏杆旁坐着一个女的，火红的短发，鲜辣的唇膏，泛光的墨镜，银环穿过鼻子，她抵着碎花长裙坐在石阶上抽着烟，隔着铁栅栏，背后是庄重的教堂。我锁上车。老黑人背着吉他、拖着行李箱走了过来。

“Oh, beautiful! You are so beautiful!”他慢腾腾地从那个女人身前走过，侧过头对着她说，“You are so beautiful. You are so beautiful.”边说边自己笑。

那个女人讪笑了几下，从嘴里吐出几个烟圈。等老黑人走远了，她又讪笑了几声，吐出几个幽蓝的烟圈。她站起身，掐掉香烟，走了。

dog and girl

The road is being re-built
in St. Mary Street.
workers are drilling on the ground
pedestrians can only wriggle through
the barriers on one narrow side.
A man walks past a barrier carefully
he is holding a belt connecting
him to a stumbling creature--
a three-legged dog.
It's not a steady triangle
its rear leg is trying
to catch up with the two front legs.


I was walking on the street
I didn't know where I was going
I stopped at every big tree
and wondered at their life
Two fat girls came towards me
they stopped and one of them said:
Do you know samilomall?
Excuse me?
Smilomall! She repeated.
She was wearing a hair band--
a yellow flower, not real
Pinkless. The other girl added.
Pinkless? Sorry, I don't think I understand you.
Fuck you, man. The yellow flower snarled.
Alright.