Staring at the sky scratched dew
face pale as death,
accomplice as farce
The city is so frozen, God
street ravine gripping
What on earth dwellers here?
nikmatmu so pronounced
like dancing in a sea of Hyang Heaven
I was being bertengadah
in your house
Frozen like dead, what I can still live in tomorrow morning?
1 January 2015, Dieng Wonosobo
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