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Dari Monitor, Kita

----tersebab t.t



Sejak tadi layar monitor menampilkan desktop dengan wajahmu
Juga kenangan kita yang sudah lama
Menahan sakit yang menahun

Aku akan menyebutkannya satu persatu
Dimulai saat kita memotong kabel komputer di laboratorium
Sebab memang tak ada guru
Atau pun pelajaran yang mampu mengusik gunting dan pisau tajam kita

”aku memustuskan kabel yang ini
Supaya tak menghalangi sinyal-sinyal yang nanti akan kuantarkan ke lembar kerjamu
Sampai jam dua belas malam
Pastikan hanya ada angka nol dan satu
Karena kode-kode yang sederhana itu
Yang paling bersedia terjaga samapi esok hari
Sampai kita menemu mata lagi
: mata dari keyboard menuju tulisan di desktop”

Lalu yang kedua
Ketika kita menaiki satu kursi yang kehilangan kaki
Tembok-tembok bungkam
Beramsal huruf-huruf yang senantiasa menuruti
Apa-apa yang kita taruh dan kita simpan melalui sepuluh jemari

seterusnya
Kita melakukan hal yang lain
Berulangkali

Kalau pun lonceng di sekolah
Tak punya arti
Pasti sampai saat ini
Sampai monitor mengabur
Sampai kabel-kabel putus
Sampai keyboard kehilangan huruf
Sampai kita berhenti
Mengisi dan memandangi kenangan di desktop
Yang telah lama sakit



sekayu, mei '10

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