seorang teman berkata,
lalu diam
tanpa sengaja
membuka
apa yang ada.
Aku bilang,
usah cemas
hidup itu pendek
cepatlah lupa
agar kau tak jera menjalani nya.
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Day after day, love turns grey
Like the skin of a dying man
Night after night, we pretend it’s all right
But I have grown older and
You have grown colder and
Nothing is very much fun any more.
Jules: What does Marcellus Wallace look like?
Brett: What?
Jules: What country you from?
Brett: What?
Jules: What ain’t no country I ever heard of! They speak English in What?
Brett: What?
Jules: ENGLISH, MOTHERFUCKER! DO-YOU-SPEAK-IT?
Brett: Yes!
Jules: Then you know what I’m saying!
Brett: Yes!
Jules: Describe what Marcellus Wallace looks like!
Brett: What, I-?
Jules: [pointing his gun] Say what again. SAY WHAT AGAIN. I dare you, I double dare you, motherfucker. Say what one more goddamn time.
Brett: He’s b-b-black…
Jules: Go on.
Brett: He’s bald…
Jules: Does he look like a bitch?
Brett: What?
Jules: [Jules shoots Brett in shoulder] DOES HE LOOK LIKE A BITCH?
Brett: No!
Jules: Then why you try to fuck him like a bitch, Brett?
Brett: I didn’t.
Jules: Yes you did. Yes you did, Brett. You tried to fuck him. And Marcellus Wallace don’t like to be fucked by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace.
pulp fiction, quentin tarantino
And he still gives his love, he just gives it away
The love he receives is the love that is saved
And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky
A human being that was given to fly
ngelmu iku kalakone kanti laku
lekase lawan kas tegese kas nyantosani
setya budya pangekese dur angkara
setelah sekian lama sakit, seorang teman mati kemarin. pria gelisah dan tangan terkepal meninju langit, sakit lalu mati.
under pressure.
………..It’s the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming ‘Let me out’
Pray tomorrow – gets me higher high high
Pressure on people – people on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don’t work
Keep coming up with love
but it’s so slashed and torn
Why – why – why ?
Love love love love love
Insanity laughs under pressure we’re cracking
Can’t we give ourselves one more chance
Why can’t we give love that one more chance
Why can’t we give love give love give love give love
give love give love give love give love give love
‘Cause love’s such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And loves dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure
Matahari rutin menyapa di pagi dan pergi di sore.
Demikian cinta bersemi dalam gerak gerigi.
Ceklik, ceklik, ceklik, ceklik, ceklik, ceklik
Oase
Mata air
Partisi kantor
Barisan text sms
Suara dekat
Senyum sayang
Mata basah
Kenangan
Raih
Lari dan terhempas
Dendam.
Bahagia di sana
Perih di hati.
Terbungkus jenuh lalu meringkuk
Sekarat.
