MARCH

light always betray the blind

which has now fallen off the flames licked

- foreign  night exploded into the boat, the waves hit shaky

: "what will be won when the eyes of the jury is the hatred?"

you and I just flashed last breath  the shadow divorce

in limit crowds

any time the bells and whistles incessantly calling party

until towards the end boundary

the light candle suddenly screamed into anger

flapping insect wings just  injury

and events increasingly hollow

complete without a word ....

 Asmat - Indonesia, March 31, 2012