I'm lost; writing-
a puzzle left unsolved
and the reasons don't
exist.
Now who asked youto even read this?
I am not a fan of coffee
so how about a cold cup
of this brown liquid that
gambar sekadar hiasan
reminds
me of naught!
Hence I prepare a mug
each single night to dress
my late hours with more
meaningless symbols
and less effecting ones.
Now who asked you
to even continue reading?
It's nonsense-just like
everything else in my life,
a trash of words
a bunch of tools
scents and soundscolors and time...
Now what are you still
doing around such a verse-
unless unlike me, you're trying
to remain clueless.
by: Rania Moallem
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