i pretend i don’t know
i pretend i don’t see them sitting there too close together too much touching too much laughter it makes me feel stupid i always felt so stupid.
i woke up at 5am with my face stuck to the cover of
the iliad i’d bend it back i’m sorry homer sorry your writing was
never as good as Virgil’s. i’d probably touch anyone if they asked me
they say i’m not supposed to feel everything so deeply -  say it’s weird and uncomfortable - it’s uncontrollable all the glow in the dark stars decided to fall from my ceiling at once my duvet lights up in the dark
i came
i conquered
i fell asleep on my own arm

mørket trænger sig på. månen spejler sig i ulveflokkens nådeløse øjne. ulvene kigger mod himlen og hyler deres hjerter ud. månen er omringet af stjerner, men rovdyrenes kalden blokerer alt kommunikation. nuancer af liv toner ud. natten ligger skindød, men søvnløshed betyder sult, så den ensomme ulv søger blod. månen rækker ud til den. den føler sig heldig. men den lytter blot til  en vuggevise, der snart vil blive sunget for den næste i flokken.

nu har natten taget over og månen skinner som aldrig før. den blænder mig, så jeg lukker mine øjne og pludselig kan jeg selv høre visen.

*f.b

My mother should be an author
She carves her soul into millions of pieces
Leaving it behind all of the family photos
When I see my mother
I see a woman
Who wants to hide her soul in a needle
Just so the screaming can stop in her mind,
These bottles are rattling in the living room
You see they have put shackles on her heart,
She can't love anymore
Without having ***** in her water bottle.

Where is she hiding her beer?
I feel like my mother is giving me a scavenger hunt
From the shards of glass that were left on the baseball fields
My mother used to take me to.

You know she always wasn't like this
She was strong minded and had a big heart
Tonight I will tell you the story of a woman
Who lost her soul to the Keystones to the Miller Lites
To the ****** Mary’s.
Let's rewind time
See ******* the soul in ten years

10- I look into my mother's eyes and I start to cry
Because I'm looking at a woman who I don't know anymore

9- I refused to bail her out of jail again
Because I'm afraid her kidney will fail if she drinks again

8- My mother staggered into the theater and disrupted the whole play,
My cast mates turned to me and asked, isn't that your mother?

7- I had to hold my mothers hand
Because she was throwing up the cocktail of drugs and alcohol

6- Daddy had to get mom out of jail she was drinking again

5- My mother throws the bottle across the room
And told me the reason why she drinks is because I'm Autistic

4- My mother overslept for my piano recital,
I didn't think it was a big deal
But I remember she spent the whole night crying
With a wine glass in her hand.

3- Mommy I didn't know your prescription came in a needle

2- Mommy the prescription say 2 pills a day
why are you taking 6?

1- My mother went to the doctor
Found out that she has Rheumatoid Arthritis
I don't know what that means,
But I know she will still be strong right?

0- She took me to a Dodger game for my birthday.
I remember Sammy Sosa hitting a home run that game
She told me that the only person that can **** your soul is yourself

i think about mint blue oceans
and the smell of spray tan on white
bodies in the hollow summer air
i think about colorful eyes and i
recognize you in the taste of red
strawberry jam and i can't stop
smiling when i drink black coffee
i keep telling myself that i don't
care about you anymore, but i know
that i will cry at your funeral

**** everything that
stops your dreaming
kiss the blue hunger
devouring your chest
poison the demons
that suffocate you
pull the weeds that
stop the red flowers
paint your soul in
the shade of the
moon
and be with him or her
who makes you feel
like everyday is your
birthday

men ekkoer af stilhed raser når jeg kigger mod vindueskarmen.
lagnerne er krusede, men aftrykkene efter dig er her stadig. derfor har de sidste nætter været på de splintrede gulvbrædder, hvor du engang stod. dig. i fulde figur.

selv min morgenkaffe smager af dig, men jeg savner den bitre smag, så vil du ikke nok           ?

*f.b