how things are named

kedungu, bali, august 2026

late night

sleep dripping away

to be quit of writing

continue writing such

verses as who writes who

who frees who you

inexhaustible who

words

thin chirping of insects

scattered barking around

the village temple

aircon droning on

nothing holds them back

they learned to look

past your mirrors

words

it's morning

can't say days follow

unfollowing is flow

why a sage once said

the sound of the valley

never dies