2017-28

if I had

a cause

to fight for

                        in The Temple of the Giant Jaguar

would

the birch tree

                        a spider unaware

follow me?

                        of Google

hvis jeg havde

en sag

at kæmpe for

                         i Den Store Jaguars Tempel

ville

birketræet

                         en edderkop

                         der ikke ved

følge mig?

                         hvad Google er

2017-27

for reasons

I won’t bother

to explore

                            sea fog

the sound

of whiskers

on a drum

                            I could form a friend

is that

of an endless

Sunday rain

                             from that

in a provincial

town smelling

of fish

af grunde

jeg ikke orker

undersøge

                             havgus

er lyden

af whiskers

på en tromme

                             jeg ku’ forme en ven

lyden

af en endeløs

søndagsregn

                             af den

i en provinsby

der lugter

af fisk

2017-26 parallel cherita

sometimes there’s a language

                                          Easter lilies in the gardens

sometimes

sea fog takes over

                                          Easter lilies on my table

                                          just to remind me

sometimes

it doesn’t

make a difference

                                         I live

                                         on

                                         Earth

nogle gange er der et sprog

                                         påskeliljer i haverne

nogle gange

ta’r havgusen over

                                         påskeliljer på mit bord

                                         bare for at minde mig om

nogle gange

gør det ikke

nogen forskel

                                         at jeg lever

                                         på

                                         Jorden