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Written by Nurel Javissyarqi Translated by Agus B. Harianto The spirit of poetry before blown by the poet, it was still wafting in the sky of the spiritual of creation. How to struggle the light of feeling is so tired. Like water is boiling on the stove with the flame of eternity. Ripen substances of […]
Indonesia, Song of Red and White my country where my mother lived and died giving birth to five deaths, five silent deaths silence of little babies lying cold on the tears-stained sheet of the bed all the dreams, all the hopes of a noisy future cut off and sliced by five angels of death angels […]
Looking for Charles Bukowski in K Rd shit & death is everywhere except around K Rd retro paradise of alcoholic angels & prophets of semen redemption its skyline has the colour of Timothy Leary’s rainbow guarded by clean-shaven Dunhill-smoking Tae Bo-practising Herculeses carefully assessing the initiates to the temples of Zeus
evil groom let me do some infidelity first before we talk of marriage of children of all the happiness that young couples dream of I’m a fallen angel destined to be human in the rainbow of the city’s night lights
