Måned: juni 2018

don’t lean too far towards me, you’ll stay like that.
could your dad not get the message and go?
beg, beg for mercy, beg for more.
 
only stand and listen to humanity’s great unvoiced.
pretty good mood in here.
oh, the worst borders on the best.
 
hammer on copper
(try your own sake, no one else dares).
you are a gift to yourself.
 

you are a simple angel.
the funnies go arse up.
children sing in snow caves. niigata prefecture. honshu. japan. 1956.
 
oh, that’s why i often find it hard to leave this place.
when you came you knew nothing.
live for ever in permanent conflict.
 
small communities are a start.
read slowly and maybe you’ll fathom the mariana trench. a profound poem.

the dog does but display and bay.
the simple and the best,
the ghosts live so close to us.
 
falu red shows its layers clearly.
once war came its beginnings were irrelevant.
a woolly hat leaves the hair slick and flat.
 
let the mind wander and look around.
to post a sentry where you feel happy.
oh, lean out of yourself.
 
before you wrote with your dreams.

let’s all pull ourselves out of this dozy state.
you are a simple angel.
remember to tap the book (remote control) to change verse!
 
oh, this is the year people are discussing round the dinner table again, 2018?
let’s all pull ourselves out of this dozy state.
to infect sentences allergic to one another.
 
oh, your own unique character has to stop falling into the same line.oh, your own unique character has to stop falling into the same line.

the spider’s web glistens like the down on a branch in the sun.
the ghosts are breathing our air.
when the rain drowns out conversation.
 
with neck and no more, crop and never again.
the boundaries are not clear.
rilke thought dragons were princesses, not the other way round
 
the dental fence must be maintained.
one can be moved to tears by one’s own thoughts.

could your dad not get the message and go?
time passed, time passes, he didn’t come back.
oh, the worst borders on the best.
 
when wounds are scars are questions asked?
beautiful beetles on pins.
oh, do not feed the birds in flight.
 
people change size just before they fall asleep.
walk home backwards.
one is a refugee for two years.
 

only boring people have fun.
wherever i look i’m surrounded by your embrace.
the twilight takes a few minutes, smoking out meaning.
 
oh, your nearest and dearest, one and only, be your ear and hand.oh, your nearest and dearest, one and only, be your ear and hand.
as hope shatters so winter comes.
the autumn leaves fade, petrified flames.
 
we can still be plundered.

many people never know love.
expenditure or investment.
low, so low, doddery old legs in the aisle.
 
oh, those self-carers.
the reader realized that i’m of help.
the lie allows for a different view of the world.the lie allows for a different view of the world.
 
hammer on copper
whether one must be poor to be rich.
oh, to send one’s feelings potato picking.
 

the history of forgetfulness … what did you say?
the going is silky.
landscape with hands.
 
children sing in snow caves. niigata prefecture. honshu. japan. 1956.
oh, the verbs sound constantly all around.
raise the focus slightly.
 
the myth of life on earth is a dream come true.
make the image of a god from wood that won’t rot.make the image of a god from wood that won’t rot.

when you came you knew nothing.
the spider’s web glistens like the down on a branch in the sun.
makes, grows within,swells,colours.
 
people have feet and mouths.
one can be moved to tears by one’s own thoughts.
need opens doors.
 
make the fear of god from mirrors and rope.
the magpies hop through the veranda door, eat the candle wax, steal everything.