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艾伦·金斯伯格
美国，我已经将一切交给你，现在我一无所有。美国，两块两毛七分，1956年1月17日我无法忍受我自己的思想。美国，我们几时才能结束这人类的战争？去你妈的，你那原子弹我不舒服，别惹我我非到脑子正常了无法写诗，美国，你什么时候能象天使一样？你什么时候剥去你的衣裳？你什么时候透过坟墓看你自己？你什么时候才对得起你那百万托派分子？美国，为什么你的图书馆充满了眼泪？美国，你什么时候将鸡蛋送往印度？我厌倦你那疯狂的要求什么时候我能到超级市场凭我的美貌来买我的必需品？归根结底，美国，是你和我美好，而非来生你的机械太过分了．我无法接受你使我想当一个圣人总该有些什么别的方法解决这场争论波锐斯在坦泽尔．我想他不会回来这是阴暗的，你是否阴暗，还是这是一种具体的玩笑？我想说到点子上我拒绝放弃我的顽念美国别强迫我，我知道该干什么美国，梅花落了我几个月都不读报了，每天有人因谋杀罪受审美国，我对华伯莱斯抱有感伤的感情美国，当我是个孩子时我曾是共产党我不后悔。我一有机会就吸大麻叶我一连几天在屋里静坐．瞧看壁橱中的玫瑰当我去唐人街时我喝得大醉．但从不去睡觉。我相信就会发生麻倾你应当看看我念马克思我的心理医生相信我一切正常我拒绝祈祷我有神秘的幻觉和宇宙的震波美国．我还没有告诉你，马格斯叔叔从俄国回来后，你怎样对待他
我是向你说话．你是想让时代杂志控制你的感情生活吧我被时代杂志控制着我每周都在读它每次我悄悄走过街角的糖果铺时代杂志的封面总在瞪着我我在伯克菜公共图书馆的地下室读它它总向我说责任。买卖人是严肃的电影商是严肃的，人人，除了我，是严肃的。它使我想到我是美国我又对自己喃喃自语了。亚洲起来反对我，我没有一个中国人那样的机会。我最好考虑自己民族的资源我的民族资源包括两家大麻烟馆，几百万生殖器官，一部未出版的私人作品，它每小时传播一千四百迈，和两万五千个神经病院我还没有提我的监狱和几百万受歧视的人们他们活在我的花盆里在五百个太阳的照耀下，我废除了法国的妓院，下一个是但泽尔我的志愿是要当总统，虽说我是天主教徒
美国，在你这傻瓜情调中我怎能写一曲神圣祷歌我将继续下去 亨利福特我的诗节是有特性的正象他的汽车，更甚者，它们有不同的性别美国我把诗节卖结你，一节2500元，将你的老诗节减价500元，美国释放了汤姆·慕尼美国解救了西班牙的忠诚党美国沙可与范参替不能死，美国我是斯葛斯郡的孩子们美国，当我七岁时，妈妈带我去共产党的密室会议，他们卖给我们毛豆一张票一把毛豆一张 一分镍币讲演白听，人人象天使一样人人对工人怀着深情一切如比真诚你不知在1835党有多好期葛德·尼林是一个了不起的好老人一个真正的负责明理的人布鲁尔妈妈让我落泪我一次清楚看到以色列·阿姆特大概每个人那是一个间谍美国，你不会真的想打仗美国，这都怪那坏俄国人那些俄国人，那些俄国人，还有中国人俄国要把我们活吞，俄国是权力狂，她要将我们的汽车从车库枪走她要抢走芝加哥，她需要一个红色的读者文摘她要我们的汽车厂在西伯利亚她的大官僚主义统治我们的加油站这可不好，哦，她让印第安人学会识字她需要黑人大个子，哦，她让我们人人每天工作十六小时，救命啊美国，这可是件严重的事美国，这是我看电视时所得到的印象美团，这些是真的吗？我最好立刻处理这件事，我确实不愿去参军，或在精密零件工厂开车床，我近视，而且心理有病美国，我是将我的古怪的肩膀靠在轮子上。
郑敏 译
| America |
Allen Ginsberg
America I've given you all and now I'm nothing. America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956. I can't stand my own mind. America when will we end the human war? Go * yourself with your atom bomb. I don't feel good don't bother me. I won't write my poem till I'm in my right mind. America when will you be angelic? When will you take off your clothes? When will you look at yourself through the grave? When will you be worthy of your million Trotskyites? America why are your libraries full of tears? America when will you send your eggs to India? I'm sick of your insane demands. When can I go into the supermarket and buy what I need with my good looks? America after all it is you and I who are perfect not the next world. Your machinery is too much for me. You made me want to be a saint. There must be some other way to settle this argument. Burroughs is in Tangiers I don't think he'll come back it's sinister. Are you being sinister or is this some form of practical joke? I'm trying to come to the point. I refuse to give up my obsession. America stop pushing I know what I'm doing. America the plum blossoms are falling. I haven't read the newspapers for months, everyday somebody goes on trial for murder. America I feel sentimental about the Wobblies. America I used to be a communist when I was a kid I'm not sorry. I smoke marijuana every chance I get. I sit in my house for days on end and stare at the roses in the closet. When I go to Chinatown I get drunk and never get laid. My mind is made up there's going to be trouble. You should have seen me reading Marx. My psychoanalyst thinks I'm perfectly right. I won't say the Lord's Prayer. I have mystical visions and cosmic vibrations. America I still haven't told you what you did to Uncle Max after he came over from Russia.
I'm addressing you. Are you going to let your emotional life be run by Time Magazine? I'm obsessed by Time Magazine. I read it every week. Its cover stares at me every time I slink past the corner candystore. I read it in the basement of the Berkeley Public Library. It's always telling me about responsibility. Business- men are serious. Movie producers are serious. Everybody's serious but me. It occurs to me that I am America. I am talking to myself again.
Asia is rising against me. I haven't got a chinaman's chance. I'd better consider my national resources. My national resources consist of two joints of marijuana millions of genitals an unpublishable private literature that goes 1400 miles an hour and twenty-five-thousand mental institutions. I say nothing about my prisons nor the millions of underprivileged who live in my flowerpots under the light of five hundred suns. I have abolished the whorehouses of France, Tangiers is the next to go. My ambition is to be President despite the fact that I'm a Catholic. America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood? I will continue like Henry Ford my strophes are as individual as his automobiles more so they're all different *es. America I will sell you strophes $2500 apiece $500 down on your old strophe America free Tom Mooney America save the Spanish Loyalists America Sacco & Vanzetti must not die America I am the Scottsboro boys. America when I was seven momma took me to Com- munist Cell meetings they sold us garbanzos a handful per ticket a ticket costs a nickel and the speeches were free everybody was angelic and sentimental about the workers it was all so sin- cere you have no idea what a good thing the party was in 1835 Scott Nearing was a grand old man a real mensch Mother Bloor made me cry I once saw Israel Amter plain. Everybody must have been a spy. America you don't really want to go to war. America it's them bad Russians. Them Russians them Russians and them Chinamen. And them Russians. The Russia wants to eat us alive. The Russia's power mad. She wants to take our cars from out our garages. Her wants to grab Chicago. Her needs a Red Readers' Digest. Her wants our auto plants in Siberia. Him big bureaucracy running our fillingsta- tions. That no good. Ugh. Him make Indians learn read. Him need big black niggers. Hah. Her make us all work sixteen hours a day. Help. America this is quite serious. America this is the impression I get from looking in the television set. America is this correct? I'd better get right down to the job. It's true I don't want to join the Army or turn lathes in precision parts factories, I'm nearsighted and psychopathic anyway. America I'm putting my queer shoulder to the wheel.
艾伦·金斯伯格，1996，安东·寇班摄
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