Dag: 19. juli 2018

halting as monday morning.
sorry for making promises i could not keep.
you usually adorn yourself.
 
hammer on copperhammer on copper
to post a sentry where you feel happy.
could your dad not get the message and go?
 
hammer on copper
the sun digs coal – no cola!the sun digs coal – no cola!
hammer on copper
 
oh, it makes no sense, say the young, while the world shrinks.

the ghosts live so close to us.
right between the eyes, bone-dry.
people change size just before they fall asleep.
 
with neck and no more, crop and never again.
desire was the long military parade before the war.
the sun throws up the day.
 
there are no such things as independent souls.
when the rain drowns out conversation.
lacking in taste.lacking in taste.
 

already older, seconds are all that separate.
want lurks just around the corner.
oh, diktonius lopped love so as to grow.
 
and tells it like it is.
(diminishes the role of language without violence).
once war came its beginnings were irrelevant.
 
expression: creation’s still to blame.
want lurks just around the corner.
children sing in snow caves. niigata prefecture. honshu. japan. 1956.
 

dream falsely of life and die in confusion.
with neck and no more, crop and never again.
don’t fuck up my search history!
 
look normal!
so much trouble, and so text, and so singing.
everything you’ll actually never experience again in a cloud.
 
are you?
in the unicorn’s corner, polar bear, cod and giant panda.
the biggest questions are not vague.
 

lithium powered sperm.
to constantly take responsibility for being coherent.
beautiful beetles on pins.
 
oil and bags for the shredder.
a rampant idiocy wreaks havoc.
leave me be.
 
in this scornful, ironic light the day precedes the night.
(your vulnerability is a gift).
and to all those out travelling, this is for you.
 
want lurks just around the corner.