Category Archives: Thoughts

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
Image

3.50

nature is my motivation with or without grass jelly.
grass jelly blocks/ 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.
Image

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.