2 Poems

Full Stop

“But there will always be night, won’t there, Brother?” Pramoedya Ananta Toer, The Girl From The Coast Curse the day that should not dawn Curse it orange sunrise Curse all birds that dare to sing Curse the death of music Curse the winners of the game Curse those who beat the losers Curse the rules and damn the die Curse the spinning wheel Curse construction Curse enterprise Curse success entire Curse the conquered Curse defeat Curse the funeral pyres Curse the rhythm Curse the rhyme Curse the loss of rhythm Curse the metaphors Curse the evening after all Curse the inevitable dark Curse tomorrow‘s fabrication This night will have us lie Hemispheres My brother loves the idea of me now I live in another world far more than he loves me but that is my idea.

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