诗歌原文

How many daybreak,

from glittering habitat,

the gulls a chill,

with wings gently and moved his fury,

spread over white halo,

weights chained bay seawater,

upward extension of Statue of Liberty.

Then,

rowed a flawless curve,

his wings to give up our eyes,

they seemed to sail across the phantom dancing duo,

will be archived digital sheet;

until we, from our days be elevator down......

I think of the film,

the panoramic tricks people dumping,

toward the fluorescent glistening screen,

it never revealing, but again was the same,

a telling of the screen to another set of eyes;