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文/Ken
平常的日子
邮件 晨会 读报告...
接下来
哈 咖啡
一天最美好的事！
突然
外面一声轰响
窗户震动了
稍抬个头
愣了愣
咖啡的长队
又还原了正常
叽叽喳喳
这个城市啥没见过？
只是电梯停了
走下去...
大堂满是人
吓着的
不在意的
左右询问...
一队警察冲进来
挥舞着手臂 大喊：
Everybody
Get out!
Out!
...
是哪个布尔什维克的老电影...？
门外更多警察
慌乱的人群向北蠕动
你这人哪
还攥着那个咖啡杯？
又一声轰响
似乎一团黑云从天上散下
奔跑起来
有人在尖叫
更多的在骂粗话...
这杯大号咖啡
还是扔掉吧
今天算是毁了...
市政府前的小广场
慢下了
张着嘴
喘着粗气
恐惧的眼睛
朝着浓烟滚滚的方向...
是谁猛然惊叫
一阵骚动
有身影从一百层楼上跳下...
双塔
如纸屋一般
开始塌陷
如此迅速
又如此缓慢
像一部科幻片
震慑 麻木...
喊声 停止了
呼吸 停止了
时间 也停止了
都在凝固
凝固成那个画面
除此一切
都停留在了...
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注：9.11 日记。
The Moment
By Ken Fan
An ordinary day:
Emails, morning meetings and reports,
And, of course, coffee.
Best thing of the day!
Suddenly
A loud explosion outside.
Windows are shaking,
Those heads lift a bit,
Puzzled. But then
The coffee line returns to normal
And chitchat resumes.
Nothing surprises this city.
Only the elevators have suspended,
Walking down through the dark stairs,
The entrance hall is crowded,
Some are shocked,
Others may not,
Only bewildered and puzzled...
A team of police officers rush in,
Arms are waving and yelling:
-- Everybody
Get out!
Out!
...
Isn't it like an old Bolshevik movie?
More cops are outside,
Crowds are hurried north.
And you, wow,
Still holding that coffee cup?
Another thunderous explosion,
a thick dark cloud falling down from the sky.
People are running, screaming,
and cursing.
This large-size coffee has to be cast off,
The day is entirely ruined...
At City Hall Square,
The crowds finally come to pause,
And catch some breath.
Horrified eyes all turn to the direction of the giant smokes...
Suddenly, someone is shrieking,
Crowds are disturbed again.
Some human figures are jumping off,
from a hundred floors high,
Desperation ...
The Twin Towers
Like paper-made.
Collapsing
So quickly
Yet so slowly,
Like a science fiction,
numbing...
No more yelling,
No more breathing,
And time... stops.
All are freezing
Into that chilling image.
Nothing else exists
At this moment...
Note: from 9.11 diary.
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