11.10.2019

rabbit lane: at bierne er store her at myrene er store at træer blomstrer buske blomstrer blomster blomstrer at alt taler til hinanden at alt dufter af nåde  og hjertet, hjertet

10.27.2019

— light as milk the light is boiling milk; foam and blinding heat the light is endemic to this world —or it is not the hauls and calls are wild and fill the air as light the creatures are endemic to this world —or they are not let’s say they are; let’s say these are the real beings and we are merely alive to hear their hauling and reply when we listen, it will make them exist as seeds of life in other worlds like; if our clay bodies are ablaze attentively in light the milk of listening will make…

10.26.2019

— wool woman in the mornings wool woman reply to the sun; “sun”, she says as it comes in to being on the horizon at noon wool woman is wearing a big brimmed hat, gaze at the rim where sun came up and replies to noon; “heat”, she says as it conquer her and slay her onto the landscape towards evenings wool woman rise​s​ her self up, leave another outline of her burned shape and stretch her limbs as animal after siesta; “resurrection”, she replies at night the thick dark is ointment for repeat wool woman sleep in her amniotic…

09.15.2019

— madeleines sukkeret sunket brænder i maven du hører din vejrtrækning og isen under dig (synker)

09.12.2019_02

— madeleines hendes øjne gled i, over madeleine kagen. et rosenflor af unge piger defilerede usét forbi. ned af sønderboulevard op over enghave station og sydhavn-kvarteret  nåede folehaven og ligesom fordampede over indfaldsveje, socialt karrebyggeri og tilstanden mækevej 

09.12.2019_01

if, at night the scent of ocotillo flowers traveling great distances stretching out, up over the sagebrush ocean; carried on its waves there; the basin, this basin as the womb that holds your aging body if, this love, then how do you answer