《五月生辰》
工具箱里躺着
一枚生锈的月亮
——那是你去年
忘记许的愿望
工装裤口袋抖落
铁屑、收据和碎糖
而蛋糕上的奶油
正模仿你安全帽的
形状
整个五月都在下雨
唯独你推开车间大门时
阳光突然垂直落下
像一根点燃的
火柴
《Birthday in May》
A rusted moon lies
in the toolbox—
last year’s wish
you forgot to make.
From your work pants’ pockets
spill iron filings, receipts, and candy bits,
while the cake’s frosting mimics
the shape of your hard hat.
All May it rains,
but the moment you push open
the factory door,
sunlight plunges straight down—
like a struck match.
