I, When I Was A Child

A short memory lingers
With a coastal scent
On a bright afternoon
Of enormous sea wind

I supposed to take a nap
But I want to see sea’s map
So my mother tied up my dress’s ribbon
To the arms of a doss

I cried as the heat rose
Unstoppable wish
I took a knife and cut the ribbon
Ran to the sea

The rest, I can’t remember
I can’t recall how persistent I can be
Even now I’m still running after the sea
On an endless journey

Tangerang Selatan, 2014