I hate being among happy people. They talk about everything, but their words say nothing. They laugh and deceive themselves into thinking that their lives are well. They party and kill the children within them.
I like being among heartbroken people. They don’t talk much, they’re honest, and they’re dangerous. They know what they look for. They know something has been stolen from within themselves. Menikmati Akhir Pekan/Enjoying the Weekend
“Aan is one of two or three poets who succeed in forcing us to thoroughly listen for the appreciation of the tale’s beauty.” -Sapardi Djoko Damono-