D Wibowo - Carry On
Trailblazing.
Trailblazing.
Trailblazing action.
Tracing pathways of indigenous desires.
A pathway.
A pathway yet to concern.
Yet for now I stampede.
I stampede
To wander.
To breathe in mistakes.
Yet I am now in a city that have been burned down.
I am in a state of reconstruction.
A new awakening to keep me.
My tractions
ever- growing.
I.
II. I. I
At night I wonder how language crosses minds.
Performing as a warfare mission for myself.
My pragmatic resolution in the means of gathering thought.
Thoughts.
Thought
My neural senses intertwine in an understandable
outwardly
orienting manner.
Language have always tried to be a mediator.
With whom and whom is the particular question to certainly ask.
Am I satisfied? No.
No. No.
Does the language satisfy? No.
No. No.No.
Yet satisfaction is disguised perfection, and I am nothing to quench its thirst.
My accent shifts due to the language I speak [in]. My two and more personalities collide.
There fore
there ful
now do I have a mission?
to articulate,
not so much to communicate.
Yet I aim to strive.
]Beranjak.
]Beranjak.]Berlalu.
]Beranjak.
I am now in an empty state of mind. Yet language still tries to trickle behind.
Making sense.
Logical affirmations.
For whom and whom is the particular question to certainly ask.
I frustrate the substrate infiltrating the hive.
I reconcile with a bunch of oily lines.
]Hence.
Reconstruction appear before I am now.
Some things left to conquer,
Some things left unsaid. So I will move forward [divine] and [benign].
Trailblazing.
As I am writing this poetry [in] again, -in between spaces-always a brink of time,
in transition from a thought to another. Words contribute, connect, contract, contribute.
& Reconstruction appear before I am now.
Some. things.left to conquer,
Some things left unsaid. So I will move forward [divine] and [benign].
