Divagyrations

kau dan aku, slightly mobilized

semua tergantung pada jari-jari yang tenang melinting papier yang katamu lucu, seperti kulit kentang. angin sedang bersahabat pada tembakau yang ruwet, seperti pubic hair. pacarmu bulan depan datang dari brighton, three hours on the tube. itu kalau ingatanku tak salah, katamu sambil mengecap bibir yang tak sabar. tentang brighton, jauhnya dari london, atau jadwal kedatangannya? tanya udara di puncak gedung femina. jangan tanya apa-apa lagi. aku tahu, kita hanya berdiri di pinggir kuningan, tapi rasanya seperti on top of the world! aku ulurkan tanganku, kubelai semangka yang mulai berair di matamu. aku setuju, yang kurang sekarang hanya parasol, yang tak akan menyembunyikan melankoli buah-buahan di kafeteria tempat kita nanti makan siang.

larf

save me 11-year old towel

you have seen more annual parties than

i shall charge you under the lèse majesté laws

still under consideration

at the house of misrepresentations!

save me o abn-amro

from a life of mutual fun!

rarararararararararararararoarrrrr

the kiss on the lips of dinosaurs

the deideologization of a poet’s blood-red dracula lips

there are newly fangled horns on his

there is no need to finish sentences!

do you love me?

really love me?

you’re like a hotel and @thisiseaston backspin straight 1.0

pure salvage 100% organic pretension

do you get me berangere?

do you seek for a bit of light at the end of the runway?

i mean like do ya?

enough pure saturdays to last me a lifetime

i have disowned the sky!

this is how far

rararararoarrrr

something which i cannot remember has taken over my life

degraded it into crumpled tissues in wet wastepaper basket

shit stains are consequences

rararararararararoarrrrrrrrrrrrr

of pissing on the shoulder of a giant

i’m closing my eyes

and think of the mole above your left nipple

l’anti-bourgeois gentilhomme

jules et jim
wake me up before this century ends
release me from the silver chains around my burning neck and my cool quilt of concrete
abandon me to the mann gegen mann world of future triptonics

jules et jim
rewrite the index of the world in feathers and beads
rescind all invitations to an alternate universe populated by exploding rain
reimagine babylon in dreams of lions and full english breakfasts!

jules et jim
never tell the truth in cinéma vérité!

senapang

balonku lima senapangku seuntai rupa rupanya

babi merah jambu

imanmu jambon
rusukmu hitam legam
mawarmu amin

panas

twiterranny is killing me
i have no compunction to write beyond the roof of my mouth
you were waiting for me to rip your daster off
you were waiting for me to offer you a chinoiserie fan
you were waiting for me to give in to your stare
i cracked open another can of beer
in the balmy afternoon of a third world concretanical garden
i said i’m in love with your best friend