Poem
I lay upon the water
contemplate of nothing but a shelter
ah, my reflection!
creaks its own tribulation.
I'm incapable, you're extrudable!
See, you have no choice.
Accepting is all I wish.
The Long Stream
No need a land
to make you understand
to be the most captivating human being
is kind of twinging
The flow draws me from the reality
lets my body droop against its serenity
if you ask me to endure every single struggle
all I can do is giggle or even wiggle.
E M B R A CE it.
Surabaya, July 2018
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