i went to plaza semanggi yesterday, walked around, gramedia, a&w, sox gallery, woku, oh la la for an overpriced aqua, that tiny magazine stand in the corner, then i started thinking, oh my god, (and i still dont believe in god, ill have you know, not for anything, i just cant be bothered devising an apologia for a half-arsed agnoticism), and i almost cant believe it, (youd better believe it, buddy !), i was actually extremely happy for long stretches of our doomed relationship.

thick as a prick

 

if i knew anything about myself

its that im resilient

which probably means that

im about as thick as a brick.

 

 

ripped jeans and flannelled fools

Sunday cricket has never been as good as

the Sunday you came back from London.

we sat on cool grass in the shade

you said : like the Spartans at the Hot Gates.

i said : youd be the hottest chick at Thermopylae !

sunday brunch : bacon & egg roll from a gourmet Jewish deli.

you said : i like how theyve forgotten what kosher means

is it Hebrew ?

the picket fences painted pink.

a Chinaman bowling tailenders out on a dustbowl.

7 fer 92.

im trying to paint a picture of happiness 

before the cloud comes in.

they came in.

in fast rolling cartwheels. 

smelt like yr hair in the morning.

i am remembering all this in a great mall

where its always a perfect 21° under a thousand neon suns.

you are gone.

like the last wicket

middle stump out of the ground.

marionetti anak manis tanpa hati

i wanna paint marionette lines all over my face

stick both yr hands up my arse

ill say as you say

ill do as you say

ill say as you do

ill do as you do

and ill have you 

inside me

forever