I would like very much to be a normal old man like the others, sitting on a park benchNot reading the New York Times I walked four blocks to buy from the convenience store,Just soaking up April sunlight and taking catnaps while I get ready to play mental checkersWith God. When I was a boy I wanted very much to be a normal boy—you thinkThat business in Pinocchio comes from nowhere?— but never made the cut. Today I can’t stopTrying to remember something my uncle showed me decades ago about how to clean a tractor’sCarburetor, and whether I got it right, or lost a tiny spring in Johnson grass nextTo the turnrow—one reason I was never promoted to human. And who would have thought a manAs big as my uncle could ever grow so angry over nothing but a tiny spring?But I could never concentrate; I was always thinking, in those days, of what it would be likeTo be a normal old man, which kept me from being a normal boy, and sooner or later my soul—Yes, my eternal essence—got trapped in a psychic vortex or feedback loop shapedLike a Möbius strip between being a wooden child and a fake old man, until God himself stepped inAnd said in my uncle’s voice What makes you think You’re so special? before shooting his right cuffAnd clearing the board with a mystical triple jump.

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这个春天

我非常希望自己像一个普通的老人一样，坐在公园的长椅上，不读《纽约时报》，我走了四个街区，从便利店买东西，只是吸收了四月的阳光，在准备玩耍的时候小憩片刻精神检查者与上帝同在。当我还是个男孩的时候，我非常想成为一个普通的男孩-您认为在匹诺曹的生意从何处来？—但从未晋级。今天，我不能停止试图记住我叔叔几十年前给我看的关于如何清洁拖拉机化油器的东西，以及我是否正确，还是接下来在约翰逊草丛中迷失了微小的弹簧。人类。还有谁会想到一个像我叔叔一样大的男人，除了一个小小的春天，什么都不会变得如此生气？在那些日子里，我一直在想成为一个正常的老人会怎样，这使我不再是一个正常的男孩，而我的灵魂-是的，我永恒的本质-迟早会陷入一个心理漩涡或反馈回路的形状就像是一个小孩子和一个假冒的老人之间的莫比乌斯带，直到上帝亲自介入并以我叔叔的声音说 你很特别吗 然后拍右袖口，然后以神秘的三级跳远清理篮板。