Sunday, August 28, 2016

Chrysogonus #28 - songs from that night

I saw cicak sleeping on the ceiling
mosquitoes lay peacefully
next to that lizard

I gazed at them with envy
I gazed at the lamp there
hanging limp and lifeless

when a gamelan melody
traversed the bleak night's middle
soft caress of my ears

the song, the legato
the singer, I knew
I had heard them before

the calling, the invitation
to lie back after a tiring day
on a long bamboo beach

a song or two
to lull me to sleep
to numb brain, breast

woke to the news
from the night before
a neighbour had passed away

the song from the graveyard
warm welcome for him
from the place of beginning
to the womb of mother earth

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