POLLUTING

i drove myself away on a saturday, the sun vivid the sky

livid and my hearts about to fade- its like no other when you 

drive yourself away, from the streets to the air and from the air to the streets,

only the flying stubble grilled off by my tires accompany me, made tired by a few stumbles, and 

the exhalation of a tired engine, the dust never made form, never made known,

only a sudden cry into the air behind me, then lost forever into the atmosphere,

never known and never formed, as i join its path when i drove myself away

on a saturday, never known and never formed, will you remember my existence?

that i once was a breath of air, perhaps fresh or perhaps toxic, but once exhaled-

by you, on my own, because of my departure.

在那麼一個星期六，我帶走了我自己- 陽光很深刻，天空卻很邪惡，我的心快消失了。

那不是一般的感受，當你帶走你自己，從街道到天空在從天空到街道，只有些為我輪胎飛舞的小碎石陪伴著我，只因不平穩的跌撞了幾下，那疲憊引擎的幾聲歎息，灰塵從未成形，從未出世，只不過是我身後突然的一聲哀嚎，然後就永遠的遺失在大氣層裡。我在那星期六帶走了我自己並且加入了它，從未出世，從未成形，你將記得我的存在麼？

記得我曾是一息空氣，也許新鮮，也許污濁，但曾因為我的離去，自願被你呼出過。