it's not a dark cloud
nor is it the arm of a gloomy fog
it's like smoke from a lit cigar
except even softer and more mysterious
with hints of blue and red
where is it going?
or perhaps
a better question would be
where is it from?
it stretches itself endlessly 
from point A to point B
with parts of its body
so uhealthily thin 
that i sometimes worry it might snap
but what would happen then?
does it leave the past and move on?
or
does it turn its head around
and try to mend its faults and
reconnect the memories left behind?
can it?
will it?

它不是一片烏雲
也不是濃霧伸出來的手臂
它像是點燃雪茄的煙
不過更柔更神秘
還有點藍色和紅色纏繞在裡面
它要去哪裡呢?
還是其實應該要問
它從哪裡來的?
它把自己的身體
無止盡的從A點拉到B點
有幾個部分
已經非常不健康的纖細
讓我很擔心它會斷掉
但如果斷掉又會怎麼樣呢?
它會把過去丟下然後繼續往前嗎?
還是
它會轉過頭來
試著彌補自己的過失
然後想辦法把拋棄的回憶都重連起來嗎?
它可以嗎?
它會這樣做嗎?