Silverpilen
Bara de döda stiger av i Kymlinge … Only yesterday I thought it was a great idea; The trees were still covered in cutesy icicles, Dead birds lined the footpaths & I wanted to Get on at a mystery station…
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Poems
As of October 2011, I’d posted over three hundred poems on this site, including many sonnets and search poems, as well as numerous poems that didn’t make it into chapbooks such as Abendland and Morgenland. I then ceased posting poems here, choosing instead to distribute them via my poem of the week newsletter. Then I stopped doing that too. Every now and then I post a poem here … but not as often as I’d like.
Voor mijn valentijn
ik breng dit voor mijn gappies maar mijn valentijn is wel de liefste liefie, liefie … waar ben je nu ik ben hier maar jij niet (waarom zeg je daarom iedere keer? hoe kan dat … nou, weet ik veel…
another kind of sun ra
drop drop the hangul! gimme gimme gimme gimme sun raaaaaa – no, the other kind! yessir eeyo davey drop the davey drop the dream, nation! yeeeaah drop it yoda drop it you must yoda! any other kind of sun ra…
A New Career In A New Town
Call me Kid A, capitalising on my foreign-power language, breezily erasing any thoughts of running aside to land here, finally, in this new town. Way below zero I go, plunging into a new career just as the Metro escalators do,…
Hey, Moon!
apocalypse? miaow! ima jussa gonna chk chk chk (it’s awwn! laydeeez miming pretty woman walking down the huh-streeet satellites are all in orbison lol! baaaaaaaaayyyyyyyybeeeeee hey seuss no wait, hey venus! “hello, world!” mkay, try again watchin’ dead roy’s black…
björkholmen snö
one year ago today i arrived in sweden on a slow snow train to winter’s nevermind & to black mornings deathly afternoons & mile deep blizzards people did not smile at each other in town & the pub was like…
(On the Tomb of) Noah Ray
when REM recruited you to be in “it’s the end of the world …” did they stop to think what effect that might have had on you stop to think about high school pressure or petty jealousy the ostracisation of…
Levelling
1. returning from the graveyard to rise a level like william faulkner said i made it on a bevel 2. we first met near a pixel in eversong woods jo, our avatars dealt out some serious blows! 3. oh we…
feeling after fear
when you could see it coming coming at you like a giant giant ball of lead or something something heavy cold & dead death contained a hint of fear fear faded & quickly passed passed to an even higher plane…