WHITE PAPER
By Dwi Wahyudi

You know I'm still there
Waiting behind the door
Hoping you finish soon
Affairs between you and your God
Until satisfied You count
Colored paper inscribed with numbers
Which you can from it
Each clockwise past three

So far, I still have
The white paper that you want
Are you ready
You write a line of words?
Bermusuh lie loyal consort
Awaited you atop the silence
Among expectation leaves began to fall
And traces of longing that has been scattered