city unfamiliar, address lost...

Audience
Franz Wright

The street deserted. Nobody,
only you and one poor
dirt colored robin,
fastened to its branch
against the wind. It seems
you have arrived
late, the city unfamiliar,
the address lost.
And you made such a serious effort —
pondered the obstacles deeply,
tried to be your own critic.
Yet no one came to listen.
Maybe they came, and then left.
After you traveled so far,
just to be there.
It was a failure, that is what they will say.

（與字周旋，有d突發、有 d 煲到熟爛，早晚變成文字糊仔，濃稠到，食不下咽。
認識個新朋友，那日交給我一堆字，捧了回家翻之閱之，速戰速決如實回報讀後感：這人寫 d字，好嘈。
對方竟然明白；隔了電話看不見表情，但聽她笑聲回應，大家往後應該有偈傾。
如此不妨坦然相告：不如咁咁咁咁，就當劫富濟貧囉。
這新朋友，原來都好執著；即係呢，先看是否可為，然後呢，還要過得自己……
外面個世界仲嘈，你話幾咁不容易。）