A child draws the outline of a body.

一个孩子在画身体的轮廓。

She draws what she can, but it is white all through,

她画她会画的一切，但通体都是白的。

she cannot fill in what she knows is there.

她知道那儿是什么，却没法填充起来。

Within the unsupported line, she knows

在没有支撑的线条里面，她知道

that life is missing; she has cut

缺少了生命；她漏掉了

one background from another. Like a child,

一个又一个背景。像一个孩子，

she turns to her mother.

她向妈妈求助。

And you draw the heart

而你画了那颗心

against the emptiness she has created.

抵抗她刚刚创造的空虚。