Soul Hotel

Sejak dulu saya ingin menulis puisi atau cerpen, tapi seperti biasa, ada dorongan tidak untuk segera melakukannya alias tertunda-tunda. Sampai penat juga kepala selalu terisi rangkaian kata-kata, tidak pernah dituangkan, tidak pernah dikosongkan, tidak pernah disimpan isinya di tempat lain. Akhirnya, suatu hari sempat menulis sebuah catatan, yang sepertinya bisa digolongkan sebagai puisi :D.

Fall otw to AH

fall, fall, fall again
first fall
second fall
third fall
I counted it.

don’t know about the fourth.
uncertainty it is
mist of fall
don’t know what’s next, ahead, nearby.
…………………

fall of leaf
fall of tears from sky
fall of warm light
start to darken the night

time also falls one step backward
just wait

worse…

fall of humanity
fall of economy
fall of soul, start to blasphemy
not necessary fall

even, my ego was falling (hmmmm, no, no, this wasn’t that bad)

and by the way, they also call it autumn
when leaves fall from the trees, Newton’s law

when yellows colouring the ground,
fertilize the floor.
when trees show real personality, naked
when everything seems to mellow
Keits said “mellow fruitfulness”

hmmmm,
that wasn’t it
I feel something disturbs the equation, my balance
Feel like fall
Like the tree, want show my real bone
dig the flesh, take the heart
something is planted and fertilized there.

could it be, akh, I don’t know, I don’t know
Thrilled, only to think
Blushed, only to feel
Hurted, can’t do anything

I hate space and time
technology on less the pain.

Fall,
Warm is over
Cold days will be next
But the heater is on

Groningen, September 30, 2008

Catatan:
1. otw: on the way
2. AH: Singkatan dari Albert Heijn, nama salah satu supermarket di Belanda