suatu malam aku menonton sebuah film tentang kehilangan di dalam hatiku setitik hitam membesar
Author Archives: mikaeljohani
the thing about life is you
meet new people and you die.
mereka-reka
aku semakin tidak memerlukanmu sejak aku bertemu mereka dan aku mulai bisa lebih jujur kepada semua yang lebih nyata.
fight this flower generation
i like flowers i write about them a lot though not as much as i read about them the crimson cyclamen, carlos williams—that cd be my favorite poem of all time i think because in this city flowers are most like people take the cat’s tail outside my window the head is swaying a littleContinue reading “fight this flower generation”
plane easy
im fixing an aeroplane in my room the wings are folded like sheets the instrument panel—empty drink holders not quite theres a half drunk root beer in the directional gyro— i like fixing aeroplanes its like doing the sunday crosswords or reading a really great book like a dostoevsky your head ceases to exist youContinue reading “plane easy”
but my beloved Yeats is on mine
sometimes i’m like Yeats i write my ideas down before the glorious Fall into verse
forgive me forgive me not
bosan bukan perasaan yang patut diingkariserupa jatuh cintamaupun pikiran malas untuk bunuh diri atau keinginan menato seluruh tubuhmudengan lukisan raden saleh rasa rasanya wajar dan rasionalmenganggap bosan sekedar khayalan tapi akhir akhir ini aku berpikirbosan bisa jadi senyatakemuraman radikal* seorang kapten kapal semua ini karena aku tiba tiba teringat pertama kali kita bertemudi sebuah pertemuanContinue reading “forgive me forgive me not”
me in prambors poetry attack (buma thingy—edo wallad, il comandante)
Start: Dec 15, ’07 11:00a End: Dec 15, ’07 12:00p Location: prambors 102.2 fm (jakarta only) me reading these poems on 102.2 fm prambors rasisoniasisoniaanakmama, the next day (sunday) too, same time, or if not, saturday week, same bat channel etc.: *La flèche d’or* Di sebuah tamandengan satu bangkuContinue reading “me in prambors poetry attack (buma thingy—edo wallad, il comandante)”
yr clitoris tells so many stories*
that leave me absolutelytounge-tied*the ‘clitoris-tell stories’ rhyme stolen from ‘The Ramble’ by Alexander Radcliffe.
Porphyria’s Robot Lover*
to the tune of Daft Punk’s Robot Rock-Oh Yeah mash-up (vocodered to death) murder is no fun why not get an aibo tie all your hair in one long yellow string like so wind it three times around her little throat like so and take her on a stroll or a fun run around theContinue reading “Porphyria’s Robot Lover*”
Divagyrations 