saat makan siang
ke kejauhan
panjang terawang lama
kesunyian di antara kebisingan
penantian datangnya makanan
punggung dan sol di kaki bagiku
sepatu yang menyimpan cerita
tumit indah yang tak kenal lelah
meja penuh wanita
besar
cakap dan sesekali teriak
makan siang musim dingin hari Jumat
aku pergi dengan bungkus makanan
lunch time
into the distance
the long slow stare
silence amongst noise
anticipating the arrival of food
backs and soles of feet to me
footwear which could tell tales
well heeled not worn down
a table full of big women
chatter and an occasional shriek
a Friday lunch in winter
I
leave with my takeaway
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