Madian Bridge
24 hours, 24hours non stop—
This is the weight of day plus night.By the bridge, a man incubates a dangerous idea.
Day after day, you hurt time!At each crossing, danger rubs shoulders with danger.
Disturbance on the bridge,
Tremors under the bridge…To live on the way. Family is just
a stop. Tires smoking, sweating and hot…Accidents (which will occur) sooner or later smash the plan for the future.
To look from this side, and then from the other side:
MaDian Bridge doesn't have an interior, but an empty hole.Red skirts pass by, dangling/bouncing breasts,
pines and cypresses grow in shortage/lack of oxygen…Tea plants understand formalism
Judging by their roundness.24 hours, 24 hours non-stop—
cars, bikes, horse carriages, heavy trucks…The anticipation of danger forces people out of doors.
Delay that dream, or awake in the dream!Are there any better ways to deal with this noise?
We still have to earn a living,
still have to bring meat and vegetables up the stairs…
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