Måned: september 2018

don’t go longing your life away.
brush your teeth!brush your teeth!
many people never know love.
 
can you think of two or three things you’re looking forward to?
sorry for making promises i could not keep.
oh, these words are not useless, they ought to be used.
 
the grass rhymes with the thrush from last year.
humming of the rain when the heavens reel by.

a flying snake.
to sail strangely through clouds.
don’t let yourself down.
 
to speculate on appropriating the possible and non-existent.
*this is designed solely for private consumption*.
can hardly bring myself to read.
 
oh, the poem hisses inside me.
oh, the verbs sound constantly all around.
oh, my nose pricks at the mere mention of the word lines.
 

landscape with temptations worthy of a saint.
the last palm has now fallen.
children sing in snow caves. niigata prefecture. honshu. japan. 1956.
 
the twilight takes a few minutes, smoking out meaning.
endangered species are animals of production.
and i saw the end of all my joys.and i saw the end of all my joys.
 
i go by my watch.

skullcap = icecap.
if there’s no such thing as good, why does it hurt so bad?
and this, as other rooms, a promise like a door.
 
once war came its beginnings were irrelevant.
time is vertical and the sparrows.
voltarol helps relieve muscle pain.
 
the spider’s web glistens like the down on a branch in the sun.
2019 is the year when we»ve got to something to avoid war.

brush your teeth!
longing comes carrying a shovel for its burial.
wherever i look i’m surrounded by your embrace.
 
to reveal is to conceal, look around you.
embodied in babylonian debates.
oh, this city has simply bitten into other cities.
 
revolutionize your body.
(all well).
wherever i look i’m surrounded by your embrace.
 

only stand and listen to humanity’s great unvoiced.only stand and listen to humanity’s great unvoiced.
sexualisationprocessers!
as hope shatters so winter comes.
 
the magpie torments the cat for fun.
one is a refugee for two years.
save the king, offer your horse!
 
with best wishes
want lurks just around the corner.
wherever i look i’m surrounded by your embrace.
 

the sun gradually goes out.
everything and nothing means nothing, picture them!
open the window to take advantage of the abundant air.
 
so much trouble so much text and so little singing.
and like that, you know?
swimming is your seventh favourite thing.
 
unable to wrap your arms round yourself as you would something else.
nothing green happens around here.nothing green happens around here.

the boundaries are not clear.the boundaries are not clear.
even works of fiction can prove profitable.
is it all a mystery?
 
when something is cryptic, run your fingers over it.
in the wind, powerless in the face of words.
in poor condition, sanded down, powder sent off, into the wind.
 
pretty good is not good enough.
only boring people have fun.