WONG SIN

PLEASE, BE SOFT, LET ME DIE

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30mins

WITHIN, Wong Chuk Hang, Hong Kong

2026

 

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請先不要作聲。

白天與黑夜交接之時天色即將昏暗。你們與我們之間呼吸滲透無限罅隙。山中的霧更為綿密了。請在回頭時不要跟他們的雙眼對上。陰陽交替間心臟最容易浮動。請你們在刀刃下變得柔軟。放鬆。沒有痛楚。讓它退卻。讓我進去。我可以進去嗎。請你放鬆。天快要暗了。別怕黑。烈火很快到來僅僅是瞬間。別怕燃燒。請你放鬆。不會疼痛的。放心。記憶突襲而來。影像如風。我能忘掉嗎。我需要思念嗎。放鬆。速度如搖曳的風。它會匆匆離開嗎。你能忘記嗎。我可以睡去嗎。

嘶。蛇。蛇的甦醒

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Hush—do not speak yet.  

Day and night are trading places, and dusk thickens in the sky.  Between your breath and ours, countless cracks begin to breathe.  The mountain mist grows denser.  When you turn back, do not meet their eyes.  At the edge of yin and yang, the heart drifts most easily.  Under the blade, become soft.  Loosen. There is no pain.  Let it recede. Let me in. May I enter?  Please, relax. The light is fading.  Do not fear the dark.  The blaze will arrive in a heartbeat.  Do not fear the burning.  Please, relax. There will be no pain.  Rest easy.  Memories ambush suddenly. Images like the wind. Can I forget? Must I still long for you?  Loosen. The speed is like a wavering wind.  Will it leave in haste? Can you forget?  May I sleep now?  

Hss—  The serpent—awakens.

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Photo by Axel Ling