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Kasih.

Angin berhembus dari lautan menghempas aku dalam kesendirian.

Ranting-ranting pohon melambai seiring dedaunan yang berhamburan di angkasa.

Debu menyapa aku dalam sebuah lamunan tentang suatu malam dimana surga sudah tiada.

Dan ketika dimana malaikat yang semula bersayap, bersimbah darah di ujung tongkat para penyamun.

 

Kasih.

Kini bukan saatnya aku membicarakan kau yang tak kunjung tiba di beranda yang tlah kau janjikan ketika musim dimana kupu kupu bermandikan birahi mencumbu sekuntum bunga.

 

Teringat akan keluhmu tentang sang waktu yang berjalan begitu cepat, memisahkan kita dalam sekejap.

 

Bahkan menyemai benih cinta dalam seketika.

 

 

Dan angin membawaku kembali dimana kau ketakutan.

Bukan akan kematian, tapi tak lebih akan cacing yang kau anggap menjijikan daripada menghisap alat kelamin ku.

 

Menanah.

Luka luka seorang ibu renta yang menyeret kakinya diatas sebuah trotoar berlubang di penghujung jalan rumahmu.

Kau meludah, tak seperti ketika kau menjilat sperma yang keluar dari penisku.

 

Apa yang berubah?

Saat neraka menjadi surga bagi para pendosa.

Dan surga tlah sesak oleh malaikat yang meng agung-agungkan dirinya.

Bualan!

 

Saat dewa dewi bersetubuh di depan altar sebuah kuil.

Saat kapel menjadi pelacuran bagi para malaikat yang mengaku suci di depan Tuhan.

Kau ikut menikmatinya?

 

Bagaimana nasib malaikat yang mati di ujung tombak para penyamun?

Adakah yang peduli?

Saat semua hanya bersenang senang, ber foyya foya. Bersetubuh dan berzinah di depan Tuhan, adakah yang melihat aku maupun kau yang tertindas oleh waktu?

 

Siapa yang malu atau ragu?

Aku, kau, para malaikat atau Tuhan?

Atau hanya angin dan dedaunan yang terbang mengitari angkasa.

Menggantikan camar yang hilang di telan badai.

 

Juni 2011

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June 22, 2011 - Posted by | Uncategorized

2 Comments »

  1. Dearest,

    The wind blows from the ocean slammed me in solitude.

    Waving tree branches with leaves scattered in space.

    Dust greeted me in a daydream of a night where the heavens are gone.

    And when the angel which originally winged, covered in blood at the end of the stick of the robbers.

    Dearest,

    Now is not the time I’m talking about you who never arrived on the porch of that you were promised about season where the butterfly bathed in lust fondle a flower.

    Remembering your grumble about the time that goes quickly, divide us in an instant.

    Even sow the seeds of love in an instant.

    And the wind took me back to where you’re scared.

    Not death, but no more will a worm that you think is disgusting than suck my genitals.

    Fester!

    Wounds of a frail mother who dragged his feet over a sidewalk hole on the end of the road house.

    You spit, do not like when you lick the sperm that comes out of my cock.

    What changed?

    When hell becomes a haven for sinners.

    And heaven shortness of angels who glorify himself.

    Crap!

    When the gods and goddesses have intercourse in front of the altar of a temple.

    When the chapel into prostitution for the angels who claimed holy before God.

    You’ve come to enjoy it?

    How the fate of angels who died on the cutting edge of the robbers?

    Can anyone care?

    When everyone was just having fun, trying spree. Intercourse and adultery in front of God, is there anything to see me and you who are oppressed by the time?

    Who shame or hesitant?

    Thou, my self, the angels or God?

    Or just the wind and the leaves are flying around the sky.

    Replacing a lost seagull in the storm swallowed.

    *such a protest of the world. against something usual yet crime really so depressing! Superb writing, keep it up* 🙂

    Comment by mpucukilalang | June 28, 2011 | Reply


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