Mister City

By Abe DF

I saw him standing
Under the proclamation figure sculpture
Cremate himself a hero without meaning

As black mesh surrounded the city
The birds are reluctant to perch
In the branches of a dead faint canary

: Does the wind not being touched your heart?

February 28, 2013
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Abe DF. Living in Jakarta.

In a Tomb

By Haris Fadhillah

I can not remember the way home
any sign, missing
to wind the folded and
frangipani flowers in my lap
long sadness draped in a quiet, silent: suddenly felt
can not be everywhere

June 19th, 2012
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Haris Fadhilah. A writer, lives in Bandung.

back to this red light

By Sofyan Adrimen

there is a lump of meat wrapped heart of the sun burned
melted in the black asphalt, heat the remaining coins to accumulate points
his body became disabled in embedded fate
but her eyes were deriding the palm of his hand,
like a condemned man who threw the coins that collected

little girl burst offers dim moon in her eyes
bud poked a note of the sentence and I look in her eyes
such as finding roots for the sake of uric by uric dismantle drug
and I found a handful of the word bitch
who are still learning to uric
on it full of black clouds altercation

Semarang, June 22, 2011
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Sofyan Adrimen. A poets. Live in Semarang. His work can be found on social media sites.