who can take me from octobermaintaining composure, the way a filthyred is excised. the sun is a specklelabor softens peopleplease turn the music down, even when the fleshhas been gnawed clean, there are teeth marks on the leftoverswho will take away what’s left of formlike removing a used matchcharred, though not fully burnton the outskirt’s streets, looking at birdsconstantly replenishing fuelconstantly gulping aspirinsome luck, medical treatmentis ineffective, singing is strenuousand who will lead “to the ends of the earth”like a white horse, neighing,away from me 天涯有谁能把我带出十月不动声色，如同带走一团肮脏的红色。太阳是个斑点劳动让人柔软请把音量调小，当肉体被啃光，齿痕留在了余粮上谁会把剩下的形式带走像带走一小把火柴的梗焦黑的、没烧完的在郊外的公路上，看小鸟不断在补充燃料不断吃阿司匹林这是怎样的幸运，医治是无效的，唱歌是费劲的谁又将“天涯”像一匹白马，萧萧叫着牵离了我身边