Kala malam tampakkan luka
Terlapis kasih, beringsut malu
Ia terbakar gugur lebur
Dan tidak termaafkan

Sesap tangismu sendiri,
Relung jiwa telah berkeluh
Sembahyang doakan maut
Akan pilu cinta dursilamu

Dengarlah tembang petaka
Perlahan menggoda luhur
Gapai lika-liku serapahnya
Dan kenakan sebagai selambu senja kini

Jika malaikat merasuk pada
Sekuntum bunga di pelupuk mata
Rimba ruak ini tak akan lebih
Besar dibanding seuntai rindu durjana

Maka dengan itu,
Akan kuajak berpesta pora
Sedu-sedan iblismu
Di taman mahakama bersimbah dosa

Lepaskan genggaman tangan itu
Dari lentera di sunyi gulita
Karena sinarnya yang rupawan
Telah meleleh dalam lumrah darah getir

Ikutlah denganku,
Kita kan menari semalam suntuk
Sampai yang tercium dalam hati
Hanya bau anyir perpisahan

asking death about loving
the young man who shouted
while selling jarred lights    
put his brimmed hat on in vain;        
death is brighter than all his goods
and the answer to his question
was the sweet voice of a bird  
broken by falling stars        
                          
asking death about loving
the librarian of idle care
who slept on marigolds
wept for his preloved nightmare;
death is sweeter than all his hope
and the answer to his question    
was the embrace of an ancient queen
he longed since his pilgrimage    

asking death about loving
a downpour stood by an open door
mumbling songs we used to sing
to delude its love;
but death is promiscuous
and sweeter than the pain we inflicted
he took each of us by the hand
and kept singing towards the light

I now know that death
carries love in his sleeves
and that our ghosts
would be save in his hands;
let's run on your getaway
while you're falling in serenity
and when the star falls upon our soul
loving is no longer a question

The pre-insomniacs
know nothing of the stars
And none of their amorous prayers
Or any way
The highest noon confessed
At the pulpit of the raging sea
When nothing came half romantic
But the oceanic lone wolves
Dying on cold tears
And prone to scenic anarchism
To answer the dying songs never to last
Sunlighted
Seahunted,
With their bare legs
Penning down your name
Upon asked
What would they grant
For the tombstone in the noon
And the star post-romantic
They muttered:
“None but your moon—”
In exchange, for those wolves
Are only
Your lone loves

Past-midnight

                             Coffee                  

Mortuary delight

                             ****** scene

Hanging men cite
      
                             Poetry

I light

                             Sin

Beside

                             Dignity

The last time we saw each other
Was when we caught a star
Under the tears
Unfolded from your bedtime
Horrors

And now I've lost you
To my tempest that
Passed soon after
In your sleep

All that was left for me
Were
The sound of giggling children
At the far end of the tapestry
Grandfathers crying
At a bowl of lukewarm gospels
Who laughed while praying
For my loss

I am
The murderer
Who caught a star
In August
With you
By the time you came
To your senses
Faster
Than I
Who turned down your bullets
That sung lullabies about heartbreak

It was the only thing we had
You were the blossom I cherished
Rotting down
Resonant

The fire now no longer speaks to me
The star we caught distinguished its flame

Darah
Biasanya keluar rumah
Saat tengah malam
Sambil menangis
Hanya
Untuk bermandikan
Seseguk amis

Setelah itu,
Ia lanjut merajut
Duka
Atas air maut
Yang tak kunjung jatuh
Darinya

Sama,

Suaramu
Terdengar kala malam
Terisak-isak perih
Dan masih berbau darah
Tapi setelah kuratapi
Sekarang makin legam

Lagi-lagi
Suaramu dibebani
Pagi yang merekah-rekah
Dan pada saat selalu saja,
Ia akan tergesa membisu basi
Menunggu sambutan gulita

Keduanya tidak sadar
Bahwa
Mereka saling
Beradu pekat

Suaramu tapi
Masih percuma
Alunannya mengais pedih
Langkahnya meringkuk mati
Seolah tak tahu
Terus tanya
Siapakah tuannya

Mungkin
Ternyata
Memang bukan kamu

Dan di saat
seperti ini
Gelap biasanya
Keluar terbahak
Terbatuk
Tertatih meracau rindu

Kalau ia lumpuh
Dan tak dapat lagi menghentak
Suara liar yang kerap
Bersenandung pedih
Mungkin ini sekedar hantumu
Menyanyi
Main-main dengan duka malamku

Pride is of consenting age
Desperation stands on a edge
Love looks at an empty mattress
Solitude drinks from a broken glass

Not for long,

This party behind a bleeding door
Will tell us that someone
Is no longer beating
His blackened heart

As the clock turns its counter romance
We will slip away from a single utterance
Of arsenic threads and deranged dreams
Say goodbye now, everyone waits

But,

Departure has not arrived
Yet
And I will wait no longer
Dismantle your lorn, wait here

Don't let us go—

We will
Weep even harder
In this room that decays
To the beat of your heart