詩集-015 𠢕人撿到好尪

𠢕人揀到好尪 這盒家私，頂懸下跤直直撬 車輪等咧修，水管閣咧漏 鎖匙落三擺，心內閣咧幹譙 我只是一隻揣無路的船頭 澎奶看我撒攏無，佇遐咧搖頭 替我收尾，兩人入房去ＸＸ。 但是我真正巧，佇彼個肉市 揀著一個，上穩的兄大姐 強腳的伊，予我念經兼ＸＸ。 伊是桅杆，我是水底的翼 這門的生理，我賺甲食百二 入去房內，散赤菩薩喇上鹹 忿怒尊王，展出伊的威嚴 伊的囂俳，溶佇我的手內 閣較威嚴，嘛擋袂著伊的司奶 我予伊ＸＸ。好好仔攪 伊教我啥物是空，啥物叫這馬 煙腸食了，心頭定 世事如幻，咱無咧涎 管汰伊車輪共水管 𠢕人揀著好尪，足圓滿

Gâu-lâng kíng-tio̍h hó-ang Tsit-âp ka-si, tíng-kuân ē-kha ti̍t-ti̍t tshiāu Tshia-liân tān-leh tshiū, tsuí-kóng koh-leh lâu Sòo-sî lak sann-pái, sim-lāi koh-leh kàn-kiâu Guá tsí-sī tsi̍t-tsiah tshuē-bô-lōo ê tsûn-thâu Phòng-ning khuànn guá sah-lóng-bô, tī hia leh iâu-thâu Thè guá siu-bué, nn̄g-lâng ji̍p-pâng khì lā-siâu Tān-sī guá tsin-tsiann khiáu, tī hit-ê bah-tshī Kíng-tio̍h tsi̍t-ê, siōng ún ê hiann-tuā-tsí Kiông-kha ê i, hōo guá liām-king kiam bong-ni I sī uî-kuann, guá sī tsuí-té ê si̍t Tsit-bûn ê sing-lí, guá thàn-kah tsiah-pah-jī Ji̍p-khì pâng-lāi, sàn-tshiah phôo-sat lá siōng kiâm Hùn-nōo tsun-ông, tián-tshut i ê ui-giâm I ê hiau-phai, iûnn tī guá ê tshiú-lāi Koh-khah ui-giâm, mā tòng-buē-tiâu i ê sai-nai Guá hōo i ian-tshîng hó-hó-á lā I kà guá siánn-mih sī khang, siánn-mih kiò tsit-má Ian-tshîng tsiah-liáu, sim-thâu tiānn Sè-sū jû huân, lán bô-leh siânn Kuán-thāi i tshia-liân kā tsuí-kuán Gâu-lâng kíng-tio̍h hó-ang, tsiok uân-buán

Good Deal This box of tools, prying up and down without a pause. The wheels waiting for repair, the water pipes with leaking flaws, Dropping the keys three times, cursing inside with rage and spite, I am just a lost captain, drifting aimlessly into the night. "Poni" (big chest) sees my clueless mess and shakes his head, Cleaning up my disasters, the two of us tangle inside the bed. But I am truly clever, in that flesh market of a place, I picked the sturdiest provider, a master of poise and grace. Strong and capable, making me chant sutras while Ｘ his chest, He is the soaring mast, I am the underwater foil doing my best. In this trade of life, I’ve hit the jackpot and feel completely blessed. Step into the bedroom, the free-spirited Bodhisattva stirs up the saltiest flavor, The Wrathful King reveals his majesty, a fierce power to savor. Poni's cocky arrogance melts completely right inside my hand, No matter how intimidating, his sweet baby talk is a demand Showing him ＸＸ, he gives it a good, thorough turn. He teaches me what emptiness means, and the 'now' I need to learn. The sausage is swallowed down, my restless heart finds peace. The world is a mere illusion, our lingering attachments cease. Who gives a damn about the broken wheels or the leaking line? A clever one finds a good deal, everything is perfectly fine.