Haul stroll

People in the twilit lane two shares a shadow

shares shiny black and evening sky, light and half light

your pace I can´t move without

doves looks heart –shaped when day brakes

without you they pass

green wall where you held me to I split

from gashes 20 summer nights are oozing out

up to evening

our raw hearts slaps together and it sticks to them

dirt left needles candy wrappers mud

meat´s too hard to clean

but be stacked neatly

wrapped by apron – clad

clean seller, beautiful customer

gorgeous comb made from fishbone


But my senses are shut, eyelids fall and all my places are new


mSLb Trondheim september 26 2017