To Lori Singer
You send the news of the leaves
when the sky is red brick
Stream your bed on the couch
Between radio and seismograph
Myths and legends ash
News continues on the randomness of your hair
Between exotica and aesthetics
Against heat blistered legs
Running and playing in the rain
'There is no banana leaves here'
Everything is weary brush
but with warm voice...
poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo
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