Laksmi Pamuntjak
ASIAN ART
 
Confessions of an Online Lover

Night: luminance
             is not a gift, it
is a computer screen.

             Clear words. Blinding,
were it not for morning.

There are two lotuses
             for every fallen flower.

(the sun knows where to look).

I surprise even myself when I say
it is you and me.

Day: dawn’s clear light
             or light of dark.

Orb-eyed words, refracted in coffee
             : insatiable
Luminous night.


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