I'm moon in the shade of clouds
bringing the dreams of hopelessness closer
I cawdled in black, gesturing at the dull tune
wielding arrogance wielding tears,
ejected at night in silence
the instinct of the treated liver instinct
My flat flower leafy incense
quietly waiting for true identity
tertitik in a comma, not yet over, for some reason
lining straightened to revolt,
aah awake unlucky i terpedaya
lucrative golden diamond shoots, on the edge of the gray shades of gray
my shade clouds blanket the night
silent in the dim moon
knitting dreams in the scrub
drag greet time,
I am in the cradle of an hour dream
