你的心，会痛吗？ Does your heart ache?

(1)
敞亮的中央车站
灰背包
老花眼镜
一手拄拐杖
一手黑胶袋
后背90度鞠瘘
老妇
缓缓向
光洁的
方形不锈钢
垃圾桶
迈去

在方桶前
她只比桶高出一个头
放下拐杖
手依在垃圾桶
挺直腰身
掀开盖
低头扫视桶内
手伸进去
随之出来的
被她捏缩好的
汽水罐

拎起黑胶袋
小心翼翼
铝罐入囊
桶盖归位
步履蹒跚地
当啷当啷当啷
走去


(2)
In the bustling central station
countless pairs of legs passing by
upon the shiny marble floor
Suddenly
a pungent smell hit
an old lady spotted a few meters away
her footsteps dragging
face sunken
the lower part of her robe darkened
as if not washed for days
or she might have soiled herself

Walking towards the bench
people around shifted once she sat down
There alone in the corner
as if not belonging to this dimension
she lied down
engulfed in the endless desolation