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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 of envy, angels of burning crosses
angels that only dared to scare five little new born babies (lebih…)
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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 (lebih…)
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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 (lebih…)
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the persistence of memory
a leaf falls under the moonlight
an owl awakes when it touches the wet earth
I try not to think of you when
a leaf falls under the moonlight
a bamboo flute shrills in the midnight hour
a cicada awakes when it touches the wet rock
I close my eyes and try not to remember when
a bamboo flute shrills in the midnight hour (lebih…)
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