失衡

                                                                 失 衡

                                                          好与坏隔着中庸
                                            黑与白隔着泥灰
                                            迷失在
                                            色彩渐变的两极
                                            深一脚，浅一脚
                                            我需要回到故乡的怀抱。

                                            山却不再高，水也不再清
                                            被时光隔离的至亲
                                            放下了威严的标尺
                                            迷盲于
                                            人世刻度的齿间
                                            深一脚，浅一脚
                                            我再也找不到纯粹的故乡。

                                            当纯净是一切繁杂的包容
                                            空荡的白燃起腐朽的轻烟
                                            迷蒙在
                                            轻薄多姿的舞台
                                            深一脚，浅一脚
                                            我已找不到旋转的步式。

                                            重新开始呀呀学步
                                            不再有双手左右
                                            迷惑于
                                            抽去教条的路上
                                            对着世界的故乡
                                            我发不出一丁半点的声响。