After leaving my Batak house
Along the shores of Lake Toba
I receded to the jungles
Of Bukit Lawang
To sleep by the river
With but a straw door
As the commotion of the night noise
Kept me awake in awe
Awaiting morning
Half asleep I barbecued coconuts
In the day swam with the orangutan
That night as I entered my hut
In a sudden impulse
Reached into a hole
Deep above the door
Removed a lump of copal
And gave it to a Fakir
Who settled my haunted dreams
Gave me all the tools I need
finally could sleep
By the rolling river
Of Bukit Lawang
Where I dreamt and swam
With orangutans
©napoleon brousseau 2013 NaPoWriMo day 015