The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner兰德尔·贾雷尔

球形炮塔炮手之死连晗生 译


From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
从我母亲的睡眠我降落在国家中 ,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
我蜷缩在它的肚子直到我的湿皮衣冻结。
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
离地六英里,离开它生命的梦,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
醒来时我看到黑色的高射炮和梦魇般的战斗机。
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
我死后,他们用一根软管把我从炮塔冲出。


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