听香斋：诗歌《甲骨文》

                                 不认得它

                                 却总想摸到它的余温

                                 肉已经被人吃了

                                 上面的字

                                 也许就是忘我的沉吟

                                 梦到此成了永恒

                                 春秋不断重叠

                                 累积着寿诞

                                 年年月月

                                 飞扬着 

                                 也藏匿着

                                 老了还能再老的魂