Kita dan waktu kita
waktu kita
hanyalah antara dingin sang fajar dan wajah sang mentari
hanyalah cerukan dibawah sepuluh derajat Celsius
dan seberkas cahaya tak hangat dari jendela
waktu kita
hanyalah di antara dinginnya dinding batu
dan hangatnya selimut
dan aliran darah di bawah kulit epidermis
waktu kita
adalah saat gemerisik dahan
dan hembusan napas
dan genggaman jari-jemari
diluar itu
bukan waktu kita
diluar itu
kita asing dan lawan
kita buruk dan hampa
kita sunyi dan malas
kita tak ada
hanya ada kamu
hanya ada aku
tak ada kita
R&R
Monday, September 30, 2019
A baby birth and two funerals
You feel old when you live long enough to watch people who age-wise are your children, start to have their own children. I mean, people who you recall the day they were born, played with their parents, or even knew the parents before they married, and now seeing the children, having children. Oh the old Earth and universe. But as in every wisemen's book saying about cycle of life, or pathways of life, trajectory of life, life course, life path or so on..it is how time operates.
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