Saturday, January 7, 2017

O C T O B E R

: september no longer listed in the address rain not intend to stop, thunderous, wailing ....still remaining trace of a traitor! tinny beat of shoes summon afraid and shade under dying months light dust wiped out in the freezing point will never fly become butterflies --are you already know about the pain? vanity collapsing into spear whistled, looked at the master, threatening!only live experiments, when the waves thunderedseason dissenter, was just a gesture fame at one stage definite completion--the sky still shut, soaked in tears a thousand fairy rivering and settles into a sea salt on top of the leaf longing condensesstill I count your steps defeat and victory: 'yin and yang' similar colours the life that refuses blackrefracted toward the light or let out a wave plug into the ocean blue carefree how long are you able help time for vanity it? Agats - Asmat, October 3rd, 2011

S E P T E M B E R

at the roots of the wind slain 
august was tired and drooping
time trapped and screaming, but suddenly
silent, frozen in a picture
: "upps, the portrait ....", save smile and fear
at the same time, feeling stalled later
die
later, the uncovered back memories
when a missed call --where I keep a trail?
not the past as the eternal destiny?
hidden question in the future
I'm no longer just alfabeth legible
after marriage script, even after the furious wind
venting anger abort twig
and foliage
enough already sob, revenge for all curse
because it was still going to date 

the moon even if late in coming
then the caravan
perennial stomping steps down 

edge time let months pass ....

Agats - Asmat, September 5th, 2011

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Friday, January 6, 2017

N O V E M B E R

Richard Clayderman clink piano: volunteer october pick november, I, you, he, and they only conserved in painting - how absolute the time when determining the boundary line then divorced: I wrote a message in a bottle and took off on the thundering ocean waves, I waited and still waited, yet time vagrancy charge at a definite end, die! only the howling of hungry wolves tearing the night, composing stories, as should smile tugging at the top of grief, we are still pretending, Agats - Asmat, 6 November 2011

DESEMBER


: a letter was folded into a paper boat
floats on water ripples lake
swerved into the wind and getting into the chaotic nan vanished

I closed the door before drizzle scream
spinning
become hurricane
not the sentence structure is nothing more than a card
greeting bounced without meaning then silence
be a lie?
birds chirping and flapping butterfly wings transformed
if the vacuum, a call echoed, "thou
want to go? "the wind is always changing
from straight turn southeast
I lit fireworks
the present and passed breath on deadline
any residual rain inundated nevertheless still wet pavement
: "ups,  never mind …."
it goes without mortgaged trust
after and is not, I still
stood there
He is still in power to write the story
at the next letters ....

Agats - Asmat, December 10th, 2011

J A N U A R Y

never eternal night
fireworks scream, glowing, destroyed
--dead--I took of regret the groove times
wavy abandon the dream
a flock of fireflies firefly 

flying bear sparkling light
black hoof nan ancient
: no longer is awaited
train rumbled dragging empty carriages
and upset that vanished in the stuffy
chimney
"let's call it ...." time
whizzing bullets
kept pace hunt 

these doubts

Agats-Asmat, January 1st, 2012

Thursday, January 5, 2017

S K E T C H

I killed missed with the last bullet
of explosions silenced bereta
--if 'that day' never existed
but why should lie word marriage?
swallow defeat, opponents cheer win
the moon was sliding as opium
mist once the opium that penetrates
obscure wall space and time 

who am I, unless asked who hunt responsibility
or the weak against fear 

then silence again present
sharper and heartbreaking
he only sketches that never finished
fall like dry twigs abandoned wind
season: "there is no longer any debt or appointments
carried off, all-cash up here "

I stabbing hope in the eyes of the samurai
before it tears into rain
be revenge and
flood
flash ....



 Agats – Asmat, Juli 27th, 2012

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

S O L I T A I R


just an instant,
when the dim shadows of the moon floats on
ripple the surface of the pool water
night because most requested colour black

flickering lie to pale fireflies
also light of  lantern breath on soot drops
efflux
"I know why you never say no"
but it would be confusing 'silent'
then the whole leaves without a word
soundless
only the rustle of the wind as if to ask, why 

meet should at dusk limit?
the dark ambush
a scream and then flounder
in an increasingly hollow space
--ups, waiting is still too scary
just a glimpse of the shadows in the distance 

I became dumb
dazed on the boundary line
when the only hope
one day present at
when very slow



 Agats - Asmat, October 16th, 2013

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

WATER RIPPLE


--can not be a story begins, because
I will never be able to terminate
single ripple pool water suddenly roared into
barreled guns, staring so close
on a pair of effigy eye
: is there middle you prepare a casket?
twilight has long fall
peeling become an increasingly early evening
I was just a bunch of bones
scattered
should not feel
not be desirous
just empty the float
in no man's land space
hundred days only characters that
fell, presumably perished in memory
the rest, dark
doubt very deep
to simply say


Agats - Asmat, November 30th,  2013

E M B E R

it turns out-I never really get
just crazy stare behind the window frames do not
have a master
--the all-time kept pace
tub war horse herd
were running hard, panting
puffing dust
shortly rumbling
then vacuum
just a flower meadow
the petals are anxious falling
fall in the wind
:still waiting for?
the cluster has been petrified into
bored pile
left only memories
when we
flounder same gripping ember
on two palms
should I let go?
as well as advancing age nan sky
sliver heart too old to just grieve



Agats - Asmat, January 7th, 2014


M E S S A G E

the message is still stored in a bottle
choking on a screaming wave
: "where the coast?"
increasingly thick fog
more black
none remaining
just worried, green leaves, and wind overturned
even longer distances immeasurable
even the sunburst into flames licking
--should I burned?
the remaining days to forget
or will remain clasped
but the rotation time of the stalled
die!


the message still kept inside .....



Agats - Asmat,  Juni  7th, 2016

Monday, January 2, 2017

GRAINS OF TIME



time collapsed under limp leaves dry leaves, dragging wanderer passed away to empty, two tiger period just pause before plunging axes -- lacerating
- true pain, why should no choice except to be gulped a glass of wine and then slowly lit up as if ember, even hot tongue kept sticking on the flakes of blistered heart and charred endless definite conclusion: if tears could erupt into a bullet to kill the conceit, but how the range of the time only a gap that suddenly annihilated
 , no trace of the time to cry, just the rustle of wind furious hissing, abort the day, calculate with certainty, when the clock usher at a time to pay the entire debt and defeat it





Agats - Asmat, August 28th, 2012

FLAKES TIME




time scattered into fragments without form as shards of glass that slowly stretched out into a tongue blade flashed hurt -- I'm just a dead letter without vocal stuttering speech and fell in the edge of said, "upps, ruling authority pointed a finger of winning one beat properly, leaf green leaf from limb before the fall season, we can only look at each other shadow dull sculpting under the gallows that invokes fear for potential victims following



Agats - Asmat, August 27th, 2012

A DROP OF DEW



time is always wise defuse
thunderous storm
after broken tree trunk --blooding
night is still silent on the ticking clock
hungry wolves howling in the distance
and the air restless nan toppled
: should the search be continued?
why should have to feel lost?
if I never really get
only hope that as the horse raced bitch
the galloping definite morning hunt

when a drop of dewfall
wetting deserted ....


Agats, May 31th, 2012