broken, bab 1

saya meninggalkan jakarta pada umur 16. saya ingat waktu itu sore-sore, saya hampir jatuh terpeleset lumpur merah habis hujan di depan rumah. coba saya beneran jatuh terus kepala saya bocor kena batu taman, dan saya tidak jadi pergi ke australia, mungkin saya tidak akan jadi orang seperti saya yang sekarang. saya pertama kali pindah keContinue reading “broken, bab 1”

life in pastiche, its fantastisch ! #1

DONALD 
BARTHELME ONESTORY MS D NAKOVA’s milk-white Russian cheek blushed red broken maps of Australia everytime she took me to bed. The sandstone walls of her basement apartment coughed up dust and the red flush moved to the tip of her hooked nose, transported by the IGA brand tissues she wiped her allergy-borne mucus with.Continue reading “life in pastiche, its fantastisch ! #1”

everyone else has had more sex than me ooo ooo

i was walking along a canal in 2003 and i saw a poster for ‘morrissey live in concert’ plastered at the back of a gondola, and that was the first time i realised ‘live’ is just evil spelled backwards. i was reading badai pasti berlalu two weeks ago and i got to page 343 andContinue reading “everyone else has had more sex than me ooo ooo”

Verse, verse, no chorus, middle-eighth break (reprise)

du du du            du du du du        du dudu du    du dudu du du du semakin lama semakin susah menemuimudi antara segala macam hiper-keisengan kota inibayangkan beratnya menahan godaanmemesan mozza whopper dan curly criesbayangkan susahnya tidak mencari-cari kelucuan pada baliho the kingdom dengan jennifer garner yang kelihatan seperti edward saidContinue reading “Verse, verse, no chorus, middle-eighth break (reprise)”