Ya Ya Ya

“Kisah ini sudah diceritakan berkali-kali,”

katamu sambil mengikis ranting dengan bilah belati.

“Mungkin, penderitaan di mana-mana memang sama saja.”

(Dan aku berpikir tentang kulit yang matang bukan oleh matahari

dan bapak tua di buritan kapal karatan. Kau yang berteduh di

bayang jangkar.)

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