Poetry
We have five thousand votes
how dare you pay
this is our voice note:
wall gedek house continues to thicken
because the black smoke of the lamp continues to stick
yellow firefly is still a street lamp
since sunset until dawn
definitely overpriced for our vote
you dare pay how much,
with this, our additional voice notes:
back and forth the rice field flip-flops fall one one
change the skin of the palms collide the stone road up, down, the hole tilted right and left
where dare your jaguar come in here
still desperate you bargain too
this again, note about our vote:
our brains are just full of old science
the only school of the wall is decaying
javu grains of sand mixture of dust
scattering, crouching, mute, thinking,
long time all the teachers, then teach us:
very expensive people's votes
Do not need me to bargain
regardless of the number of votes we belong to
'tuk wear yelled
together!
Tumpeun, February 11, 2018
