trrrkk

peeps in hospital masks walk up and down

rubbish bins suspended in mid air

the muzak plays your arteries

like Shakespeare

i know i’m not alone

i wipe tears off my brow

with the back of my hand

someone was buying a ketoprak

for someone else and

he had his head

blown off with a shotgun

not far from here

i don’t care i love it

i don’t care

the sun

bounces off You, Eminence

an Afghan refugee

wipes sleep

off his eyes and leans

the entirety of his being

on a mini

Hello Kitty suitcase

the warung sate has been rooted to the same spot

for time immemorial

which side of Wahid Hasyim am i in?

the less fun side

where ghosts of orange bajajs

rev their engine

inifinitesimal

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