"AN EMPTY ROOM"
No more magic?
Why vacant as it is?
Who took all of it?
Nothing to pick.
Dementors have resided,
filling my bedroom
with nothing but exhaustion.
I find myself frustrated,
bawling and clawing
for lost inspiration.
It’s not true,
is it?
The muse is just temporarily hiding.
This void is my imagination.
Please,
somebody help me
to banish these
God-forsaken Dementors
The Monsters of My Isolated Castle
I can’t let them suck all
ideas that stand me tall
now leaving me so small.
Perhaps I long for another break,
but even that,
it needs to be properly-funded.
Right now,
I’ve no luxury
to enjoy freedom and leisure.
Just please,
don’t let that room be empty.
I need it to stay...
...me.
R.
Jakarta, September 2019
