Monday, 16 February 2015

Noah's 288th Egg / Noahs 288nde æg

umpteenth
cigarette

                      I sneeze

still

                      and suddenly

the
wind

                      it's Monday







smøg nummer
hvadvedjeg

                      jeg nyser

og
stadig

                      og pludselig

vinden

                     er det mandag

Friday, 30 January 2015

Noah's 287th Egg / Noahs 287nde æg

stars
n
thoughts

                          what's left of this
                          aged punk rocker

like the unicorn's
unrequited love

                           but too much

odourless

                           mascara








stjerner
å
tanker

                                  hvad er der tilbage
                                  af den dér gamle
                                  punker

som enhjørningens
uigengældte
kærlighed

                                  udover for megen

duftløse

                                  mascara

Saturday, 24 January 2015

Noah's 286th Egg / Noahs 286nde æg

snow

                          keeping it
                          in a small box

and
what
have you

                           the essence

over
the caravanserai

                           of the Western wind









sne

                            har den
                            i en lille æske

og
hvad
som
helst

                             essensen

over
karavanseraiet


                             af vestenvinden

Noah's 285th Egg / Noahs 285nde æg

over

                         back to normal

and
over

                         American fear

the
moon

                         on prime-time






igen

                          tilbage til normalen

og
igen

                          amerikansk frygt

månen

                          i bedste sendetid

Thursday, 22 January 2015

Noah's 284th Egg / Noahs 284nde æg

monkey!

                      the web
                            of naked branches

a phone rings
on tv

                      the perfect trap

I reach
for mine

                      for cloud-horses








abe!

                      netværket
                                af nøgne grene

en telefon ringer
på tv

                      den perfekte fælde

jeg griber
efter min

                      for skyheste

Tuesday, 6 January 2015

Noah's 283rd Egg / Noahs 283nde æg

hanging
in
there

                          Italian rock

a chain of lights

                          at least it's a hint

and Orion

                          warmth










hænger
stadig

                           italiensk rock

lyskæden

                           det' i det mindste
                           en antydning

og Orion

                           af varme

Wednesday, 3 December 2014

Noah's 282nd Egg / Noahs 282nde æg

in the market

                        that faint clicking sound

a new head

                        when the day screen

for my
gynoid

                         glides into place














på markedet

                         det dér svage klik

et nyt hoved

                         når dagsskærmen

til min
gynoide

                         glider på plads



Noah's 281st Egg / Noahs 281nde æg

holiday
on New Gaia

                          methane rain

I download
a persona

                          another shot of Soma

with a family

                          and we're off








ferie
på Ny Gaia

                           metan-regn

jeg downloader
en persona

                           et skud Soma mere

med en familie

                           og vi er skredet

Noah's 280th Egg / Noahs 280nde æg

hacked her
e-brain

                      white noise

2morrow
she's had
a good time

                      another crew lost

2nite

                      in the Cat Eye Nebula











hackede hendes
e-hjerne

                        hvid støj

i morgen
har hun haft
det dejligt

                        endnu en besætning
                        gået tabt

i nat

                        i Katteøjetågen


Noah's 279th Egg / Noahs 279nde æg

four full moons

                             the usual three chords

I adjust
the mindsetter

                             in whatever galaxy

to
'moderately thrilled'

                              the blues is
                              the blues








fire fuldmåner

                             de tre sædvanlige
                             akkorder

jeg justerer
sindskontrollen

                             i hvilken som helst
                             galakse

til
'moderat underholdt'

                              er the blues
                              the blues