Proclamation Manuscript

By Darman D. Hoeri

You, be read more. Be heard again. At a certain moment. I blushed, always blushed. The discordant sound out loud, fly you away off into the sky. You flakes word by word. Drift you away somewhere. On the way home, the children had been impatiently watching for television. It must be sought - of knight middle of nowhere. Lazy supine, head in the base picture book -hero of this country. Ah, the proclamation. Buzzing you adrift.

August 22, 2011
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Darman D. Hoeri. A poets. Living in Jakarta.