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A Game

A fish jumps from thy chest
A little funny boy squirms
An old woman sleeps soundly
From the mouth of soaking
a lizard chills
loving the winter in the refrigerator
living a little longer in the ice
trees of lie begin to grow
a fatty goat kept chewing the leaves
a mother down the hill
a blade attached at the hip
a ran and killed sheep
of a green fields
a name to the poem
lie to lie
something that can be said to be free of fifty years ago
merely be an abomination
rivers flowing from the hands of
from the river widens into the estuary
a puzzle began to play


Permainan

Seekor ikan melompat-lompat dari dadamu
Seorang lelaki kecil menggeliat lucu
Seorang wanita tua tidur nyenyak
Dari mulutnya yang kuyup
seekor cicak menggigil
mencintai musim dingin di kulkas
bermukim sedikit lebih lama dalam kebekuan
pohon-pohon kebohongan mulai tumbuh
seekor kambing yang gemuk terus mengunyah daun-daunnya
seorang ibu turun dari bukit
sebuah pisau yang terikat di pinggul
seekor domba berlari dan terbunuh
dari ladang hijau
sebuah nama menjadi puisi
kebohongan menjadi dusta
sesuatu yang dapat dikatakan bebas lima puluh tahun silam
semata-mata menjadi kekejian
dari tangan mengalir sungai
dari sungai yang melebar ke muara
sebuah teka-teki mulai dimainkan
Jakarta, Sept 2011
http://ano3grahgroup.com/puzzle/

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