At dusk Small Ports
By: Anwar


This time no one looking for love
in the warehouse, the old house, on the story
mast and rigging. Boats, boats no berlaut
waft in mempercaya want interlock
Drizzle accelerate the dark. There is also an eagle lapel
offensive grim, swish day run swim
menemu persuasion Akanan base. Not moving
and now lost sleep soil and water waves.
No longer. I myself. Walk
combing the peninsula, still stuffy please
once arrived at the end and survived all the way
from the fourth beach, sniffles could efflux terdekap