Between happiness now, and happiness tomorrow: a vast canyon beckons I watch you smile as you lick your Artic ice-block; Let these cream puffs + Coca Cola decorate my love for you, My future wife: stop the tickling of the clock. You are an excellent kisser already, I can still feel your lips on mineContinue reading “Tuti Artic”
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You and I are a gang of losers
di limewire aku download the dears. all albums. seperti rekomendasimu. atau sebenarnya, seperti sekilas seperti kudengar kau katakan di antara bising mr brightside dan celotehan teman2mu di sekitar kita, kau suka mereka. kau tidak pernah menyuruhku melakukan apa2. kau adalah sesuatu yang baru dalam hidupku. dan aku selalu ingin tahu segalanya tentang hal2 baru dalamContinue reading “You and I are a gang of losers”
Yang kudambakan
KebahagiaanKeabadianAwan emas di kejauhanSebuah mal dengan sungai di tengahnyaKau dan aku bermain ayunan di tepinyaSorga sebagai sebuah permainan selama-lamanya
ETTA TU TOBA
dari Tabo Toba kita berjalan menuju Tuk Tukmelewati jalan batu dan rumpun perdu sinar beku bulan barudari Tabo Toba kita berjalan tanpa doa tanpa petunjukpapan nama luntur menunjukkan arah ke sebuah disko300 m naik ke atas bukit yang dipenuhi salak anjing kampung300 m yang kita jalani dengan hati yang cembung300 m naik ke atas bukitContinue reading “ETTA TU TOBA”
Gondang Dia
«Here the earth vomits trees it doesn’t know what to do with.» And you said I was right. Then You put a hand, pale like a flower, on the grey trunk of a palm tree, «That’s why I feel so out of place—where I come from, the trees keep everything in.»
Gondang Dia
«Here the earth vomits trees it doesn’t know what to do with.» And you said I was right. Then You put a hand, pale like a flower, on the grey trunk of a palm tree, «That’s why I feel so out of place—where I come from, the trees keep everything in.»
I left you sometime during the transfer of power from Ulan to Olay
And I hope you will go through a painful divorce soon and I won’t take you back either.
Birthday letters #4 (The Blue Flannel Suit #2)
21 years ago I saw my dead grandmother, naked & lying on her right side where the cancer started. That was the second time I saw her pubic hair. The first time was when I was five. Old men were trying to wrap her pale stomach in white silk. They struggled with the unexpected heavinessContinue reading “Birthday letters #4 (The Blue Flannel Suit #2)”
PostSecret
today i bought goenawan mohamad’s on god & other unfinished things (the laksmi pamuntjak translation) and back at home i jerked off to aphorism no. 69.
U&I
Like pieces of white breadIn nutella commercials:Never toasted.
Divagyrations 