那一段情书。My darling, I'm waiting for you.How long is a day in the dark?Or a week?The fire is gone nowand I'm horribly cold.I really ought to drag myself outside,but then there'd be the sun.I'm afraid I waste the lighton the paintings and on writing thses words.We die.We die rich with lovers and tribes,tastes we have swallowed,bodys we have entered...and swum up like rivers.Fears we've hidden in,like this wreched cave.I want all this marked on my body.We are the real countries.Not the boundaries drawn on maps,the names of powerful men.I know you'll come and carry me out into the palace of winds.That's all I've wanted,to walk in such a place with you,with friends.an earth without maps.The lamp's gone out,and I'm writing...in the darkness.亲爱的，我在等你不见天日的一天会有多长？比一周长吗？火熄灭了，我觉得寒风刺骨我真想拖着病体到外面去外面阳光普照我怕在那些书上把电耗尽了写下这些字句时我们都死了我们魂归天国，那里充满在爱河的人，不分种族我们嘴里都有对方的味道我们曾经灵欲合一相爱得很深内心的恐惧像这幽暗的山洞我要把这些永远铭刻在身体上我们的国家是实实在在的并非画在地图上的边界只用强人的姓名来命名的那一种我知道你会回来把我抱起来迎风屹立我已别无所求只想跟着你漫步天国带上一些好友去一个没有地图的乐土油尽灯枯了我现在执笔时已经漆黑一片……作者：吴永涛链接：来源：知乎著作权归作者所有。商业转载请联系作者获得授权，非商业转载请注明出处。
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