《在全世界工作》

By Ouyang Yu

《在全世界工作》

在无国籍的空间飞行
比如，在去阿斯塔那的路上

或在莫斯科机场转机的缝隙
看几页诗或书

或在从上海飞回
墨尔本的路上

打开电脑，选一个不太被人看见的角度
写几个字

至于之前在飞往哥本哈根
或坐火车去汉堡的路上改作业

写会议讲话的文章
或补记几笔日记

也都是常有的事
在这个时代，在全世界工作

像此时这样，处于半醉状态
是很稀松的事

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