2013年9月17日星期二

秘·窗

她喝著桌上已冷的咖啡,
每一口苦澀就像毒藥,
往心裡灌。

她學著《Secret Window》裡頭的Mort作家,吸著煙。看屢屢紫煙交錯在她視覺的光之間。
那是她從沒想過會做的事,沒想過會和男朋友吵架,會失去心中僅有的信任。
她忘了自己是怎麼用勇氣騎腳車去雜貨店,在雜貨店門外繞了幾圈,終於和店員說了什麽,朦朧了,就像眼前的煙,模糊了她的視線。

她咳了咳,
把剛才那股暖暖的煙穿過肺和心臟,再吐出來。
前所未有的溫暖包住她冷冰冰的心。
我想是該有些暖意,讓她暫時壓抑不被信任的寒疑。

她把頭轉向左牆上的鐵窗,那道她以為是溫暖的晨光,以為撫摸過她臉頰的日光,突然變冷了,她凝視了很久,視野通過窗口忘到了外面,東湖畔的草坪上,一個人在挖著一個坑窿,

"A woman who would steal your love when your love is all you really have isnt much of a womanThat, at least,was Tommy Haverlock's opinion.

He decided to kill her
.
He even knew the place he would bury her. 
The exact place.The little patch of garden she kept in the extreme angle......formed where the old and new parts of the house came together. He'd bury her in the garden she loved more than she loved him."“I know I can do it," Todd Downey said. Helping himself to another ear of corn from the steaming bowl. “I’m sure that in time, her death, will be a mystery…even to me.”

劇情的對白一直纏繞在她耳邊,她躺在那個不大不小正合她高度的坑窿里,一隻手抓住泥,放在自己的身上,她內心是極興奮,就像小孩子玩泥沙,一層一層,直到她全身沉入泥土裏面,她顫抖著身體,唯一露陷的手也被掩蓋了,泥沙隨著她呼吸,哽咽,感覺就像她開始吸的那口煙……泥沙也填滿她的喉嚨,就像那口冷冷的咖啡苦澀……


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