Wuysang

Wuysang May 2017

Everything has been broken down to little pieces because of this silence that I seem not able to befriend with.

Good night.
Sleep tight.

Another raw Indonesian poem translation.

Wuysang May 2017

Drug

I.
I am an addict.
You.
An addicts drug.
We.
A lunatic illusion.

Some raw Indonesian poem translation.

Wuysang May 2017

Feel

Say,
What will happen when
Silence, darkness, and motionless
Finally meet.

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