Malam ini semua sudah bobok Aku hanya ditemani lampu babi dan laptop yang telah kututup setengah jam. Yang lalu ingin tidur Tapi aku masih bermimpi tentang the mild hallucinations of poetry.
i know it’s been very hard for us to kill off happiness: you can barely breathe i have to tell you something in this dream you had enormous breasts they look fake but i don’t remember you had surgery sorry you had your head propped up on the edge of an old school desk youContinue reading “immerse!”
I guess maybe that’s what I want. Building a complete world from scratch that gets more and more complex as I get older. Never stopping, never running out of breath. The world will consist of layers, each a petri dish for the layer above it, so everything is connected and none can exist without theContinue reading “submerge!”
it’s night. and i’m listening to the magnetic fields’ 69 love songs vol. 2. there’s a mysterious body of water on the road in front of pasar cipulir. is it an oil spill? or jeremy thomas’ hair? not much traffic on cileduk raya. the formula goes (commuting, going home): 5-7, better stay at plaza senayan,Continue reading “crazy for jalan cileduk raya (but not that crazy)”
was there frost on windows did we blow kisses to the dark outside did you point to the two overlapping slowly-disappearing circles was your arm around my neck did you say going, going, going gone is this what’s happening now to you and my memory of going, going, going gone?
around the ultra-modern water-walled new shopping mall people still put up fence in the old way: thin slices of old bamboo bits of wire and the reliable softness of the red earth of jakarta.