sudoku to haiku - feb 13, 2009

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in friday prayer
strong wind makes me remember
beach in september

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poem for you guys, get ready to kiss the sky (beta version)

san diego
is not san severino

well, it's just san diego hills
don't forget to send postcards from acapulco

nor romeo and juliet
where the capulets has lost the amulet
and the montagues resides in brokeback mountain

immanuel,
which reminds me,
something similar has happened
when immanuel kant met steve emmanuel

immanuel,
in front of train station
will be a heartbreak station for cinderella
and snow white too

nor rama and shinta
where rama is a drama-rama
and shinta digs ratu kidul and nyi blorong

oh, lovebirds

go forget your small karaoke tape
and leave it in the blue taxi

after you make love in the candis
just stay unbuckled
and let the police give you ticket

as all the taksi putras
and taksi express
they will miss your loneliness
and embrace your happiness

bring your poems
up and down
in sighs, whispers, and grins.

leave all your poems behind
get ready to kiss the sky.

for
out of the night we come,
asbeldinge


1616 29012009

just before the first firecrackers of the fire ox

he has sipped his last wine
just outside the temple, in between beggars and thieves
just before the first firecrackers of the fire ox
just and just
and just

his flute is broken
his words unspoken

"she will come from india",
wishpered a chinese girl in shiny cheongsam,
she resembles maggie, in the mood for love

he has collected quite many lonely hearts
in his old leather bag.

his ol' revolver is irrelevant now

when kung-fu
is just an unpopular extra-curriculum activity
only for the weak at heart

again he walk the lonely walk
walk and walk
and walk

lumajang, miles away. i'm still stuck in this god forsaken smoggy town

tweet,
thou shalt not tweet, god once said.

daughter,
don't call me daughter, eddie once said

lumajang,
gained weight,
just ate two bungkus rujak kacang
with ten chillies, arief once said

lumajang,
miles away.

i'm still stuck in this god forsaken smoggy town


1210 24122008

jakarta ten years after

they call it soul

i call it jakarta

where the giants run amok in 1966, 1996, and 1998.


1407 20112008

about a cleric who loves satanic tunes

he listens to the pirated mp3 files
about satan, hell, and inferno

so he has something to talk about
in the eternal waiting room

2119 20112008

will walk slowly to cold november rain

the november rain will
come out from the axl rose's cloudy eyes

let's just hope that
the rain
will always heal the pain
and
will not feel the same

november,
it is not the right time to be insane.

1821 31102008