Wednesday 27 September 2017

2017-54


re

                autumn

treat

                you
                could

treat

                say

&
leaffall

               that








re

               efterår

træte

               det ku’

træet

               man

&
løvfald

               kalde
               det

Tuesday 26 September 2017

2017-53


yes

                dismantling
                the wordy
                part

in
rattling
of leaves

                you end up

too

               with:











ja

               afmonterende
               den ordrige
               del

også

               ender du op

i raslen
af blade

               med:

Monday 25 September 2017

2017-52


the
essence:

                a still

hush

               darker
               green

see

               before
               yellow









essensen:

               en stadigt

shh

               mørkere
               grøn

se

               før
               gult

Saturday 23 September 2017

2017-51


another dead
spider

                        how to
                        measure
                        absence

dangling
in its own thread

                        but by
                        the vortex

marking
time

                        it leaves

marking
time

                        behind?





endnu en
død edderkop

                        hvordan ellers
                        måle fravær

der dingler
i sin egen tråd

                        hvis ikke
                        ved den malstrøm

og markerer
tiden

                        det lader

markerer
tiden

                        tilbage?

Wednesday 13 September 2017

2017-50


time

                un-enough

rain
goes

                the words
                that could
                work

straight
through
it

                 instead
                 of silence

.


tid

                 u-nok

regn
går

                ordene
                der ku’
                fungere

lige
igennem
den

                i stedet
                for stilhed

Friday 8 September 2017

2017-49

leaves
wood
fruit

                       in your
                       medicine cabinet

and the odd
cadaver of a bird

                        between
                        non-pain and
                        slightly indifferent

dissolving
in(to) time

                        a cloud

quiet
quiet

                         past last
                        sell-by date




blade
træ
frugt

                        i dit medicinskab

og et kadaver
af en fugl

                        mellem
                        ikke-smerte
                        og lettere ligeglad

opløses
i/med tiden

                        en sky
                        der har overskredet

stille
stille

                        sidste salgsdag

Wednesday 6 September 2017

2017-48


is that
what
we have
left

                      a painted clock
                      mercilessly

posing
like

                      measures
                      time

we were
rock stars

                      and gives birth

with
no longer
words
than
bling?

                      to a horizon
                      of needles








er det
det
vi har
tilbage

                      et malet ur
                      udmåler

at posere
som om

                      nådesløst
                      tiden

vi var
rockstjerner

                      og føder

uden ord
der er længere
end
bling?

                      en horisont
                      af nåle

Friday 1 September 2017

2017-47


the sky
’s emptiness

                                  in Blabla Land

after the swallows

                                  even
                                  electric guitars

’t’s what

                                  have stopped

I make
of it

                                  making sense








himlen
s tomhed

                                 i Blablaland

efter svalerne

                                gi’r selv
                                elektriske guitarer

d’ hva’

                                ikke længere

jeg
gør den til

                                mening



2017-46


how it is

                         falling awake

one becomes
another

                         falling asleep

unnoticed

                         wordless

but
in colours

                         repeat






som det er

                         falder i vågen

bli’r én
til en anden

                         falder i søvn

ubemærket

                         ordløs

bortset
fra farverne

                         gentag