too much music

semacam keheningan yang dipaksakan

mengertimu dalam gelap kos-kosan

too many books

menggali aspal dalam ingatan

semacam terik depok raya yang mengelupas jerawat

too many things

to do to see to sow and never reap

ulurkan tanganmu padaku

too few beer gardens

in which i could disappear in a haze of brondongs

their chatter fills me with delight

too little life

the abundance of which you crave in departure lounges

pergilah, sebelum kakimu membengkak

too zen

this ommwriter

ideas strangled in stillness