the dirt of this city: the foundation on the face chart of my soul
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tuhantuan
per tjinta anke lahir anke mati anke Continue reading “tuhantuan”
Sestina na na*
aku malas ngomong tentang pertjintaanperut djadi mual serasa sedang menunggu kelahiranaku lebih senang batja koran dan menjimak berita tentang kematianmungkin itu tjuma salah satu tjaraku melupakan kesepianseperti pagi2 aku menunggu terbitnja mataharidan tidak melihat di kaki langit sana masih ada bulan tapi mémang siapa pula jg masih peduli pada bulankecuali penjair2 tengik jg tak bosan2Continue reading “Sestina na na*”
Avance-toi,who every ou are!
i think people don’t like what i write because they can sense the hate and no one wants to see hate in a bunch of tulips or i think people don’t like what i write because they can see the hat and no one wants to sense a hat in a lunch of tulips
The express wish of a Chinese kapitan in Batavia, 8 October 1740
i wish my life was as prettyas a girl walking slowlyunder the midday sun her hair like a dance of ashes
The Wireless Dept.
i guess i’m just too rationaland you’re beautifully itimagine a canyon between plainand an aeroplane
I don’t think
i think it’s because i’ve always wanted too much to be sad or profoundit’s like when i go to school i should have in my bag a rose Continue reading “I don’t think”
Old stars
us oldsterswhat we’ve got is experiencethe heart can only takeso much beatingmandatoryquadruple bypassesof the headbefore receding hairlinescross the youknowwhat intoexpanding baldnessbefore the haloswe puff upcome back to choke usand we pave the way for yougrave by grave by grave
NV
i envy the youngeverything that comes out of their mouthsis poetry i thinki’ll inhale their farts for inspiration
Child
Rating: ★★★ Category: Other It’s useless to believeYou can say anything with flowers -Sitor Situmorang, ‘Anak’, Malam Sutera, Matahari, hlm. 118.