Galau Rasa Kopi

Seonggok kegalauan yang masih tersisa di pesisir hati.
Entah apa maksudnya. entah apa penyebabnya.
Yang pasti galau.. hashtag eaa

Alasan-alasan ringan nan kacau
diiringi hujan yang tersirat
dan tugas yang belum disunat
berkonspirasi menghasilkan senyawa galau

ini tulisan berisi keluhan
dilatari rintih-rintih kepedihan
ndak ada yang mau menyambut
yang pasti Tuhan juga kalang kabut

ealaah ndok, yo gene?

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