How it was revealed

It was revealed to them that they could not sleep with anyone else but themselves.

They called each other. One telling the other how the 5-bedroom house was communal two cars and two motorbikes parked nonsensically upfront. Off-white and stained school shoes at the left side of the entrance and laundry hanging about at every corner of the hall sans occupants at 0130 hours.

How the mattress was thin and stripped naked from its sheet, let alone an underpad and how it was building up in him some awkwardness in the pitch black. How it was perhaps the most unhygienic meeting yet he remained collected under her bosoms, the most solid authentic twins he has ever laid his lips on he actually used the word extraordinary. And how presumably the stranger faked it on her side in the same darkness.

How in the end, he'd throw his lungs up by the road side all along boiling under his skin, who was on his way home from hers, roughly an hour later.

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Hello, did you leave?

Hello Ida/Lisa,

We've met circa end-2005. We talked about leaving your profession beside a performance involving a penis and body wraps. I am here looking out for you to ask if you ever did leave your job and sing your hearts out.

Shirin

Trophy

You could be my trophy girlfriend

and I could be your trophy boyfriend

and we would march to the gym

and maintain our trophy-ness

and they would go, "oh..."

Photos: American Apparel, Lenzism, Jewlicious

Ke mana Muslim?

Mus, nama singkat Muslim itu dipanggil-panggil ibu. Muslim bertengkar dengan adik-adik perempuannya kerana kata Muslim, perempuan-perempuan itu suka menegakkan benang yang basah. 

Muslim sejak lama beredar dari perdebatan mereka. Ibunya mencari.

"Ke mana si Mus?"

Muslim sudah penat berdialog anggap mereka semua.

"Kami tak tahu lagi..."

Gambar dipetik dari Buddhist for Bundet

Bukan yang kidal

Tiada satu jiwa pun yang baca tulisannya lagi. Dia teliti pena di tangannya. Kertas putih di mejanya. Ditolak rapi keduanya ke tepi. Beralih dia ke pembuka surat yang berkilat tajam. Dicapainya alat itu. Dia mainkan di kepalanya seperti wayang. Tubi demi tubi, tangan kirinya menikam yang kanan, walhal dia bukan kidal. Pada itu juga di mindanya mengingat kata-kata doktor di kaca tv: Pengguna tangan kanan, cergaskan yang kirimu dengan kerja-kerja enteng. Kunci jam loceng, berus gigi. Mungkin sekali sang doktor akan setuju dengan dia saat ini. Tangan kiri juga bisa menikam yang kanan.

Yann

Yann,

akordeon engkau menghembus nafas melancholy

gegar-gegar bulu-bulu di telingaku

Selayak berpetualangan

menjejak keping-keping putih jernih

berbelanja menciplakkan si Peter

aku merindui Montmarte yang belum aku singgah

Walau di hujungnya aku berhasil

aku malah keluh resah

tanpa peluh pecah

Girls on guitar

You will sew ripped crotches on your pants

and some wounds

and lean like a romantic

sweet pornography