I told Hope it felt like all the cells

我告诉霍普，感觉我身体里所有的

in my body had turned over & died.

细胞都已死去并被更替。

So now they multiply: evenings I crave

所以如今它们在倍增：傍晚我渴望

red meat; mornings, egg yolk & candlewax.

红肉；清晨，蛋黄和滴蜡。

Your voice through the phone presses its finger

你的声音穿过电话，将手指按进

into the soft hollow on my right hip.

我右髋的柔软凹陷处。

Two hundred miles from you, I go sweaty

离你两百英里，我浑身汗湿着入睡，

to bed, wake up rain-darkened & fertile.

醒来时像雨后般幽暗而丰饶。

The trees grow thick with distances & you say

树木因距离而浓密生长，你说

you’re on the lookout for signs & wonders:

你在寻找征兆和异象：

songbirds, damselfly, strains of old music.

歌鸟、豆娘、古老曲调的游丝。

September is wet & still hot. Smell of apples.

九月潮湿而仍旧炎热。苹果的香气弥漫。

Taking you between my teeth. I see now,

将你含在我的齿间。我现在明白了，

why people leave their lives for this.

为什么人们会为此舍弃一生。