Lima sehari
Berpegangkan tali-Nya
Terdesak erat.
#511 On the Meditations of Jon Fosse
These incantations
Like waves lapping on a beach
They carry me home.
#510 On Newton’s Third Law of Hate
For every emotion,
There is an equal and opposite emotion:
This is in the iron law
That governs human interaction
For every angry activist
Every upset demonstrator
Every militant agitator
There is one on the other side of the divide
For every denouncer of evils
Spewing hate and judgment
Against anyone seen as "different"
Hate against infidels
Hate against deviants
Hate against vagrants
Hate against immigrants
There is one on the other side of the divide
Who is (secretly) different
Often they are one and the same person
For every hate
There is an equal and opposite shame
Hiding beyond a tattered mask
Of anger and redirected blame.
#504 On Middle Aged Men in Lycra
MAMIL on a bike
You just look ridiculous
In your tight lycra
#502 On Your Turn
It’s your turn, baby
Who knows how Life will turn out
For now, it’s just us.
(With mad respect to Ty Dolla $ign)
#498 Tentang Sang Raja Jerangkung
Agungkan aku
Sang raja yang berpanggung
Wayang jerangkung.
#496 On the Platonic Idea of Poop
The platonic idea of poop is a
Swirl of brown on the ground
Emitting no sound
Just a place for flies to stoop and
Take their feast
A foul release.
#494 Tentang Kilau Rembulan
Rembulan terang
Cahya menusuk malam
Kilau gemilang
#492 On My Private Mountain
This here is
My own private mountain to climb
And no one else can
See the steep slopes ahead
The twists and turns that await
This here is
My own quiet struggle to fight
Against the tide
Against the herd
Against the voices in my own head
And no one else can
Hear the self-doubt
The gnawing sense of futility
This here is
My life
And no one else can
Live it for me.
#490 On Time that Strips Us Bare
It feels millennia since I’ve walked those halls
The uni years of youthful politics
As if that young man was just someone else
In subtle ways, we’re prey to Time’s false tricks
How did that young man come to be this old?
Did Time strip off the masks that kept us bold?