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photo: frc.

text no.16 by stanza

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<靈氣大概早被污染 誰為了生活不變>

(pic by 夏先生)

<靈氣大概早被污染　誰為了生活不變> (by林夕 Lin Xi)

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spring hikku

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sakura

twigs of noise

in the early spring

:

are

like

a power-supply box

intertwined

with

labiodental

poles

of

electricity

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by

frc.

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春之俳句

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早春櫻花咆噪的嫩枝：(就像)虯滿電柱的一只電箱正發響著唇齒音語

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<不如不見> by stanza
等一秒花開的時節
暗自懷恨
誰死了竟沒來託夢

擦身而過就有其中一人
會覺得冷
而另一個人假裝
在意天空

過早的夏比剛刮鬍子的臉頰
不適
那麼約定一個稍遲的假期
熱情地放彼此鴿子一次
再冷淡計畫虛構的
重逢時刻
會是多冗長的性愛呢
姿勢也乏味得舒服起來

剩一點底片可以拍下
你我的陌生

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第三者計劃之五:<看， 穿我> (see thru me)

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visual work: by kan.

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＜如你所說＞ by stanza

在行與行之間搜尋
兩個身影：
可能鎖鍊與蛇
也可能花與喘息。

一張沒被接住的臉
望著鏡頭以為
另一邊還有些關注
而嫌醜的人都
一個一個關進鏡子。

何不就先取得說壞話的資格
再來討論：
可能車窗與床
也可能手與別人。
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“Self-practice, A Yoga Poem”

(and its trans.) by frc.
"自我之課，一首瑜珈詩"

When desire goes little
And limpid, mind grows
So long.

而當慾念轉淡

澈淨，心意

也長

(或:心意起萌

遠了)

Meditation:
LUMINOUS
disc by disc
tellingly
swirling

冥思:

光燦的

碟與碟

傾訴似的

迴旋

Ajar eyes are now sensible
To immensity of warmer,
Wider, darkness.

微張雙眼在此刻感知

了更和暖、更遼闊的

黑暗深廣度

smile
peace
breathe
ease

微笑

平和

呼息

舒止

REST

OF

SELF.

我

的

其他

(或:

自

我

之息)

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Another trans. by stanza:

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當慾望變得瑣碎

且靜止，心

更行更遠

凝思：光亮的

一碟一碟

傳情似地

盤繞

微睜的眼

現在能感覺無邊　

更溫熱更廣大　

黑闇的

微笑

安寧

呼吸

放鬆

剩

的

自己

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ink me out

image by stanza

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(text/trans by frc.)

Why He Became a Specimen?

Which also becames a good question.

He may want it to be unresolved.

Puzzled am I for him;

Happy am I for never being a specimen collector.

Dear, we all have a free-set of

mind and body.

If unluckily or even sightly bound,

we, thus dearer, think of freedom at least.

ca-

n't

we

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怎麼了他成了一隻標本?

這也成了個好問題

他可能也不想去解答

我的困惑是因為他；

我開心因為我從不蒐集標本

親愛的，我們都有一組自由的

靈與身；

倘若運氣不夠或稍微受束了

我們，也能更加可愛，因為至少想到自由

不

是

嗎

?

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背海的人之阿娘威

video: franck liu.

＜背海＞ stanza

海讓我覺得我們之間還有一絲純情。我曾夢見你的身體無暇且無慾地浸沒在那樣的藍。而我的身體日漸增生的密細毛髮，彷彿預言了啃噬你的獸性。你在哪？我想告訴你逃卻一步一步更向你逼近，渴望你的脈搏。你跟海都背對著我，而我背對一場睡眠，在門外流離的鼻息，陽光的氣味。好像該逃的人是我，而我被海踩碎，跟著浪一起碎了。

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bubble bubble

pic by stanza 　
　
　
Bloody Love
(text by frc.)


Use me Chew
Me make me a blood
Juice for the
Unquenched you


Stupid lovers walked in the crowded shopping mall on the Valentine’s day, showing their companion and closure of solitude. Huge lies in the hearts. Fake fits of laughter in the air. Confused. Livingly silly.

You came to me
For a nightmare

But I saw you with the inseparable lover. A dull escalator brought you couple down to me, who stood facing into the nothingness of destiny.

Smilingly away,
Pacingly; swaying, away,,,
and, always trying-the-best to
not to remember the name

I used to bleed for your instinctfulness and rudeness during the night. I used to paint some incredible dreams with the dried dark blots of blood, like an A.cry:lic assemblage. And if. Our future were not that short-lived.

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Questionnaire

(Questions brought out by frc.)

ANSWER THEM IF YOU FEEL LIKE DOING SO:

1. The latest title of art work would be like?
2. Three kinds of unpleasant food for you?
3. Two more here (if still some more)?
4. The best sex was taken place at?
5. One thing you really hate to do?
6. Elaborate the details of your favorate outfit?
7. Does an angel exist, in your opinion, and for what?
8. Are you evil?
9. What does solitude bring forth to you?
10. One sentence you can leave before death would be?

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(answers filled out by stanza)

1. maybe bubbly
2. no, i am a good eater.
3. the strawberry can be one.
4. dreams of someone else
5. insomnia
6. suit up! a school shirt with a silk narrow tie, maybe a vest, wide-legged trousers, and a dark coat that is fit. Besides, CHANEL no.shit...i am barefoot!
7. Angels are not for existence but near or far, here or there. So you might be one of them.
8. I am live and evil. as god and devil.
9. April showers bring forth May flowers. I need to know what brings solitude.
10. It reminds me of cinnamon. it's an unpleasant food too.