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

球形转塔机枪手之死陈东飚 译


From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
从母亲的沉睡中我落进了这国度,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
我蜷缩在它的肚子里直到我的湿毛凝固。
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
离地六英里,从它的生命之梦中解脱,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
我醒来面对黑色高射炮与噩梦战斗机。
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
等我死了他们用一根胶管把我冲出转塔。


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