Lie down, you are horizontal.

躺下，你就是水平的。

Stand up, you are not.

站起来，你就不是。

I wanted my fate to be human.

我要求我的命运成为人。

Like a perfume

好比芳香

that does not choose the direction it travels,

并不择路而行，

that cannot be straight or crooked, kept out or kept.

不分曲直，不能阻止也无法留存。

Yes, No, Or

是，否，或

—a day, a life, slips through them,

——一天，一辈子，从三者间滑过，

taking off the third skin,

蜕掉第三层皮，

taking off the fourth.

蜕掉第四层。

The logic of shoes becomes at last simple,

鞋子的逻辑终于变得简单，

an animal question, scuffing.

一个动物的问题，磨损。

Old shoes, old roads—

旧鞋子，必经之路——

the questions keep being new ones.

问题不断更新。

Like two negative numbers multiplied by rain

正如两个负数乘以雨水

into oranges and olives.

得到橘子和橄榄。