| 
the sea 
is coming 
the sea 
is going 
the land 
is coming 
the land 
is going 
the sea 
is coming 
the sea 
is going 
the land 
is coming 
the land 
is going 
the surf 
of land 
the field 
of sea 
the sea 
is coming 
the land 
    
is coming 
the sea 
is going 
the land 
is going 
the surf 
of land 
the field 
of sea | 
havet 
kommer 
havet 
går 
landet 
kommer 
landet 
går 
havet 
kommer 
havet 
går 
landet 
kommer 
landet 
går 
landets 
brænding 
havets 
mark 
havet 
kommer 
landet 
kommer 
havet 
går 
landet 
går 
landets 
brænding 
havetsmark | 
Thursday, November 14, 2019
sea land / hav land
Thursday, September 26, 2019
Pop Song / Popsang
| 
Pop Song 
red 
east 
red 
west 
red 
horse 
red 
east 
red 
west 
red 
horse 
the 
same 
red 
the 
other 
red 
not 
that 
red 
but 
this 
red 
horse 
then a conversation 
- one sided - 
with an
   elastic band 
blue 
north 
blue 
south 
blue 
shoes 
blue 
north 
blue 
south 
blue 
shoes 
the 
same 
blue 
but 
different 
like 
the
   blue 
horse 
is
   like 
the
   red 
horse 
the
   sunset 
comes 
earlier 
now | 
Popsang 
rød 
øst 
rød 
vest 
rød 
hest 
rød 
øst 
rød 
vest 
rød 
hest 
den 
samme 
røde 
den 
anden 
røde 
ikke 
dén 
røde 
men 
denne 
røde 
hest 
så en samtale 
- ensidig - 
med en elastisk 
blå 
nord 
blå 
syd 
blå 
sko 
blå 
nord 
blå 
syd 
blå 
sko 
den 
samme 
blå 
men 
anderledes 
som 
den blå 
hest 
er som 
den røde 
hest 
solnedgangen 
kommer 
tidligere 
nu | 
Tuesday, September 3, 2019
Natsværmerblind / Mothblind
Natsværmerblind
fuglemanden med sit
indre af fjer
lister rundt på
Abrahamsblomsternes månefangere
den nat vi har
skrevet med søm og mælk
venter ikke på os i
sin metronomkappe
du er et øjeblik 
væk mellem brune
tænder
og 80’er techno
jeg er et øjeblik
natsværmerblind og
en bølge
af rust i et øje
-
Mothblind
the
birdman with his insides of feathers
tip-toes
around on the Anrahamflowers’ mooncatchers
the
night we have written with nails and milk
won’t
wait for us in its metronomecloak
you are
a moment
lost
between brown teeth
and
80’s techno
I am a
moment
mothblind
and a wave
of rust
in an eye
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