1/
Remember the old drunk at your church
who elbowed me on the ribs
and muttered something I undestood not?
You said he meant he wanted to talk to God
I returned his with mine and said “Me too.”
2/
You slipped away through the exit,
slowed down your gait and threw a faint smile.
As the train moaned my way back home, I tried
in vain to make it out; but when the afternoon
shuddred and yielded to the cold evening,
away faded my expectation. Like your name
that I had fingered down on the frosty train window,
you were the one I feared who was leaving.
(Zala-Bp 1992-1994)
(Sukasah Syahdan)
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