我都带走了

我能一把抓住的曾经

冬日里

寥寥几笔的树梢上

已经没有什么东西

再能被吹落

--- isawa 2025.12.26

如果我们有狐狸尾巴，

而不用说话。

它会耷拉着还是摇摆着？

在冬日清晨的霞光，

一团一团化开的时候，

它饱满、蓬松、自洽，

轻轻地拂过几片雪花。

或是潮湿、稀疏、倔强，

粘在隔夜的冰块上，

疼痛得无法自拔。

--- isawa 2025.1.19

今年尝试写的8/6拍歌词！

看起来，在那里

想要我，走过去

白的光，铺满地

用嘴吹，用嘴吸

旧伤口，干涸了

缝不住，新缝隙

笑一下，事到如今

月光下，谁的情

一小块，一大块

不平整，像陨石

放不下，抬不起

--- isawa 2024.3.11

两棵树在风中讲笑话，

一棵被逗笑了，

就沙沙作响。

--- isawa 2023.3.28

春天，开始了吗？

去年的春风，系着

今天的暖阳，

挂在胸口。

披头散发的树木，

倦意，在手心反复摩梭。

侥幸走过的钢索，

你又要回头 抓紧了吗？

牵绊，是春天的伤口。

--- isawa 2023.3.9

上一回春天来看我，

我把我们喝剩的啤酒泡沫，

收集起来挂在了树梢上。

等到春天走了，

人们对着天空悄悄叹气的时候，

忽然吹起了许多，

婆娑摇曳的泡沫。

--- isawa 2022.3.20

夕阳经过了，

像是今天的末班车。

我要在几分钟内决定，

是否也追赶着跳上车，

轰隆隆地，

开进崭新又绮丽的明天。

可是回头望望，

今天的纠结还没有解开，

所以留了下来，

再等等下一班。

--- isawa 2021.10.13

This is my bear "大熊", looking out the window of the 2nd apartment we stayed together in Seoul. 

失眠了

最近夜晚总悄悄把我抛弃

天明了又倔强地把我拽起

捏出各种形状的云

在天上挂了一会儿

然后塞进夕阳下

那些蜿蜿蜒蜒的缝隙

又被缝合了

我的心

--- isawa 2021.9.18

出门走到转角

闻到了 蛋卷的味道

好香

你说 嗯，但有点

Artificial

太浓烈，却纷扰

就好像是曾经的谁

给过的

虚情假意的味道

--- isawa 2021.2.17

My coffee has one more shot,

To bitter the garden dirt.

The sky is miles streaked,

The ants are choked on rain dust.

I am emptied, like a tree trunk.

Please,

Strike me a chord atonic,

Shoot me a video tape blank.

So I may find you less adorable,

So in this world,

One less would die of heartbreak.

--- isawa 2020.6.26

I am a little copycat,

Copy every taste in your beer platter,

And the soft or hard in your cheese plate.

Copy your sleeping pills,

So I have the same dream.

Copy your eyeshadow,

So I have the same sorrow.

And copy the gash between your fingers,

So I may, have the same hollow.

I am copy-pasting, copy-pasting,

Until one day you have to go,

I shall erase me using a rubber.

--- isawa 2020.5.23

You are a tall tree with no bark.

It's hard for me,

To leave a mark.

So I stayed,

Like a Spanish moss,

Hanging on you all day long.

--- isawa 2020.4.10

Sea and fog,

Know my secret,

But he doesn't.

Maybe my chord,

is totally white,

So he couldn't.

Where to put it,

My hanging obsession,

Then I shouldn't.

How to start,

When to forget,

In sea and fog.

--- isawa 2020.3.2

Half of the sky,

Changed its color.

Like half of the sky,

Already had a clue.

Sorry I can't fold,

The distance in space,

The difference in time,

Your long long shadow,

In half.

--- isawa 2019.9.9

彩虹来了又走了

风筝起飞又降落。

她们，都忘了带走我。

The Rainbow Comes and Goes

The rainbow once came here,

Now has gone.

She forgot to take me,

Thought, here I belong.

My dangling heart, my absent lung.

Whom here I belong to,

I guess none.

--- isawa 2019.6.26