鮮血從我體內抽出
輸入別人的血管裡
成為融洽的血液

我的血開始在別人身上流動
在不知名的別人身上
在不知名的地方

和鮮花一樣
開在隱秘的山坡上
在我心中綻放不可言喻的美

在不知名的地方
也有大規模的輸血
從集體傷亡者的身上

輸血給沒有生機的土地
沒有太陽照耀的地方
徒然染紅了殘缺的地圖

從亞洲、中東、非洲到中南美
一滴迸濺的血跡
就是一頁隨風飄零的花瓣
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　　　　　　　 　　72,8,11
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BLOOD TRANSFUSION

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Fresh blood
taken out of my body
is transfused into other’s blood vessels
and becomes a fusion of blood.

My blood
starts to flow in the body of others
the body of an unknown person
at an unknown place.

Just like fresh flowers
blooming on the mysterious hill
to open up in my mind
a beauty beyond description.

At an unknwon place
thers is blood transfusion too
taken collectively
from the bodies of the massacred.

It is useless
to transfuse blood
to the earth where　 has no chance to survive
to the place where has no sun to shine.
It is nothing but to dye on a damaged map
in red color.

From Asia
all the way up to the middle East
Africa and Latin America,
the stain of a drop of splashed blood
is just like a flake of flower petal
gone with the wind.
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　　　　　　 　　　　　　August 11, 1983