i came back for seconds but you weren’t there i don’t think we’ve ever met? i was too busy dusting myself off after every fall reading your blog it’s like i had once loved you in this city you make appointments to miss each other
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villainelle deux
villainelle, deux* i’ve been trying to write poetry and failing no-mind in hyper-intellectual tzu-jan semacam keheningan yang dipaksakan life should be like that the empathy of burning windows i’ve been trying to write poetry and failing make compost out of burning leaves an addiction to delayed pleasures? semacam keheningan yang dipaksakan places get displaced inContinue reading “villainelle deux”
villainelle un
villanelle: – sembilan belas baris – 5 stanza tiap stanza 3 baris, kemudian 1 stanza akhir 4 baris – baris pertama di stanza pertama diulang jadi baris terakhir di stanza kedua dan keempat – baris terakhir di stanza pertama diulang jadi baris terakhir di stanza ketiga dan kelima – dua baris “chorus” ini jadi barisContinue reading “villainelle un”
we
the sky is a strange kind of blue the sun a slow walk of light under water the only real colour the neon orange of a safety vest the pink of a sea cucumber on a pale seabed a wall of ancient corals had been split in two a pier in smithereens next to aContinue reading “we”
pyar
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”
brot
i was going to search for more street art oeuvre but i then realised i don’t have to coz i’ve got danarpramesti on my dashboard. i used to want to take up more creative things like stencilling or rollerblading but then i realised danarpramesti already did all those things and more. i don’t envy her, iContinue reading “brot”
US AIR MAIL
All those years of sticking with you. Even when you were totally, meat and potatoes. Is the atmosphere still littered with patchouli and sweat? I heard from 75 mutual friends that you’re now dancing with the stars. A non-dancing golden bear. Do you still bear the weight of the world on your shoulder, Warbonnet girl?
scrabbling
i need an extra n to spell out yr name on wordfeud i know u like me too by yr nervousness as we walk along the pavement for what seemed like centuries and a nanosecond i can feel the quiver in yr voice as u regale the coolish night air with stories of repressed urgesContinue reading “scrabbling”
pyar
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”
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”
Divagyrations 