It was something I carried everywhere It is something I carry everywhere A kind of displacement from the world A manufactured loneliness despite of you A flick of anger would precipitate it A manicured sense of injustice Like a golf course blown by a storm I don’t know what to do with it Or whatContinue reading “pyar”
Category Archives: English
marah
took shower at an abandoned shopfront. stashed my bike for the winter (honda tiger). water ran grey. dust on walls and everything. inside shower head. even. a security guard came, stared at my naked body. i stared back. walked out of the shower into late afternoon at an office. everyone was still there. cornered aContinue reading “marah”
minerals
i don’t know what to make of you a buddha reclining your naked hips radiating heat i hesitate to touch you what was i afraid of what was i clinging to a semblance of loyalty an addiction to delayed pleasures? i touched your hips and you disappeared into a terror
porpoise
i suppose dis is progress agora on the tip of my fingers there’s no such thing as a free app if only i cd get a 0% installment program on contenment
eto na ang huling el bimbo
this is the last boogie this is the last cha cha this is the last burial of childhood memories make compost out of burning leaves the symbolism of a death chorus euripides apos mekhanos this is the last boogie this is the last cha cha this is the last burial of childhoodgood memories veste deContinue reading “eto na ang huling el bimbo”
letter from the artist as a young man to a young poet as an old man
your freezer hasn’t worked for a long time, you need to defrost. sunflower seeds for pine nuts work but turmeric for saffron? don’t cut corners in a circle. if you meet someone pretty forget it, she’s not meant for you. go for the abandoned garlic cloves in the corners of bars. they will keep youContinue reading “letter from the artist as a young man to a young poet as an old man”
mati metafora*
poetry has taught me to experience pain without having to stop for ice cream i saw you on the street the other day but you were a different person the metro mini ran over a dog this morning my friend complained of having lost her ability to dream i tweeted the fact that there isContinue reading “mati metafora*”
thought (blank)
so what if i did visit you at your house you might’ve imagined it too (in a tumblr reverie) the furniture won’t be disturbed we’d have a bit of chit-chat in the living room then it’s straight to your bed the silence of pillow cases the empathy of burning windows je suis toujours unfaithful youContinue reading “thought (blank)”
button
i went to toko maju to buy a vintage button mbak, ada butons Briare nggak? as always, i was expecting the best out of people do you not get disappointed with life, you ask not having you even as a possibility in my life is disappointment enough everything else is child’s playdate sometimes i wonderContinue reading “button”
belly
heaven is a displacement on earth a submerged gorge and three constant burgeoning forth of ten thousand clouds born of rock and shivering bamboos i always lose my way in a forest of i must do it // this way can’t see the wood for the freeze! giant eels careening in overtly familiar territory