Bahasa sehari

Aku menganggap pulang sebagai
suatu pengakuan:
tertinggal teman
terbaik sendiri.

Kalau kamu ingin berbicara
mungkin bisa satu detik
aku dan kamu saling mengerti
tetapi sedetik setelah
bahasa kita hanya kata
dalam aliran biasa sehari-hari.

Jangan berpandang ke tepi
jika ada sedikitpun harapan
berbagi.

World Travelling

The thing I think about moving
always moving, is that
nothing can catch up,
and no one does, except
months of waiting
to be found and cared about
that slowly drain a body into feeling
that the only hands that will ever
want to trace the perimeter of your lips
are your own because
they are too rough,
too bruised,
to lined with fear
to be desired
by someone else.

In Memory: Father's Day

I have enough trouble
as it is
owning up to what I feel
too ashamed
to share.

If owning up to it
means thinking
that all is forgiven
and hard-heartedness
has melted away
then you are wrong.

And maybe it's just
youth's pride
speaking through me
but I refuse to let you
know how badly I feel
for not being able
to take the accepting route
and fold away pasts.