1.2

the cripple sat down

mumbling into voices

forgiving neighbours

in his clear glasses, when

matters are concern

warm regards lies

over last generations

of repetitions, roses.

25

the sound of wind

strolling in my ears

with wet socks under my feet

i crawl myself

into black sheets

o

hearing a sunny sound

the moon went closer

to the time among clouds

only but she found

dusty shades of bolt.

s

with my condensing eye

i feel your shrivelled fingers

slipping through the slits of darkness

into the catchment of colours

where puddles of emotions

dry across, my pale blind soul.

b

the ship does not go further than the water

draining between trees, folding the master

into layers of mosses that enters his veins

when more than planks keep trying to go over.

n

showering with close eyes

my pores leak out ice

after i am naked

my tongue is dry.

s

cold sunflowers

switch off the light

the animal tonight

stays warm inside

tune

there is a sound

the time is now

the sound of time

came true.

but not to you

nor the clue

not too soon

before the moon

watches cartoons.

skipper

something sinks

deeper, further

a new fever.

/ melting

location: just under

more

close the floor

before the door

it is wet

there is more.

heat

it is heat that i need. i need to give out heat.

/christiania flag

location: christiania, copenhagen

3.50

nature is my motivation with or without grass jelly.

/ 3.50

location: grass jelly blocks

444

time has fallen over buildings

with a breathe of light,

receeding darkness into the

corridors of coloured cloths.

egg

a house is where

eggs may grow

as long as i

do not forget

to remember,

those keys.

/ Plastic weekend house in Finland on 1968. Designed by architect Matti Suuronen

light

into the night of the mind

i hear the flame

at the corner of my eye.

but the voice was blind

so i did not try,

even the whispers that came

from its shine.

rapture

/rapture

location: coming home

breath

i will leave today

when tomorrow is over

as soon as i have had

yesterday, once again.

jean

my sister is my favourite company

/ dancing in the rain

location: on the bus

conflict

wolf berries are

falling in paris

from the grey skies,

towards the empty

cries of the baby,

from last night.

session

a throw of attachment, a function of detachment

/ archizoom’s rainbow bridge

visitor

the conveyor belt parts the worm
including itself, not to decoil
to the soil of noise, but to find
an earth with poise, without moist

i’s

something else is happening at some place outside myself, inside something else

/ sleeping pigeons
location: kongens nytorv

full

/ instant food
location: www

man and child

the faint smile of the child
captures the man from afar
but the skies perspires and steals
the smile, while the man
can only watch from afar,
when the child fell from his smile.