#460 On Fixing What Was Lost

This evening
I was trying to fix the air conditioner
Strugglingly vainly
With the ladder and the YouTube video
And suddenly
I was that four year-old boy again
Reminded of what I lost
That day when you gave up on us.

On Homeostatic Regulation

Get back into orbit, oh planet child
Way out of line you are, your orb askew
The natural order must prevail, your wild
Perambulations you must now eschew
Desist your ways, remit your resistance
This family runs on joylike obeisance.

On Baharis

I barely knew you
And I knew almost nothing of
When and how you were born
Or who your parents were
Or how you got here
Or how you found yourself being
A young bride in a strange land
Surrounded on all sides
By people who did not love you
And did not care that you were barely loved

I barely knew your life
But I know that in the young years
Of my own life
You loved me with the fierce tenderness
Of a lioness, claws and all

Maybe they never loved you
But you had love abundant
Your love, transcendant
For me, for us

Tentang Birat-Birat

Birat-birat itu adalah
Biru lebam yang belum padam
Seakan cakaran yang cukup dalam
Pada tubuh dan jiwamu
Takkan kau lupakan
Meskipun bertahun lamanya
Meskipun dia sudah lama mati
Dendam marah itu masih sebati
Marak kesumat
Merah meligat
Api kecewa seorang anak yang terbangsat.