Oleh: Yohanes Manhitu
A night fairy dresses in deadly evening fashion and
stands on a long busy pavement next to a noisy site.
Her shiny left hand is playing with a white cigarette.
And her other hand is fishing the predatory night.
The night passes just like a slowly moving old train.
The rest of the world is suffering killing sleepiness.
But the night fairy is still on the pavement, waiting.
Her curving eyes are watching the street opposite her.
Here comes a hungry tall man moving slowly but surely
on the long pavement toward the waiting smiling beauty.
No long boring sermon was made; only figures they said.
There goes the night couple; a journey to the sun awaits.
Yogyakarta, 14 November 2003
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