Friday, May 28, 2010

Linger on

Blue eyes linger on me
It is always greener on the other side

Blue eyes linger on me.
I know what I have

but not what I loose in your green eyes
she said.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

moves

moves
as the sea rumble over sand
washing away silent screams
Water dribble over the rim
filling my boots with cold sea water
and I am perfectly happy
wet feet’s and a frostbitten nose
Wind in my hair
And
I wish this eternity could last for another moment

Snart é svikets time

Snart!
Snart é svikets time kommen
snart skal du bli forrådt
snart é sviket
det kommer alltid raskar ein du trur
det kommer alltid nu

fem bokstava og et utropstegn
med rød pen på kvitt papir
et hjerte og en båt
rødt blekk og en drømm i tinn
Snart!
snart fikk du rætt
snart é svikets time kommen

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Love as concept

the fine thing about
love

as a concept

is that you don't
have to
be loved back

it doesn't need to ba a transaction

you can love
somebody

just because you
want to

you do not have to be loved back

Saturday, October 25, 2008

revolver

a revolver
big and heavy
linger between my lips
it revolves
around the most important question

a revolver
cold and heavy
shiny steel
it revolves
it revolves around me

#2

here he comes
here comes no2
here comes the fag
here comes the carpenter
left with nothing than pasionate words

hollow in my heart

hollow in my heart
black chest
hollow bottom
empty darknes
all around
my empty heart
hollow
amongst them
like an empty darknes
dressed in a gown of sorrow
hollow
in me

faces of a woman

yelling at me
you are the faces of women
womanhood
is a yelling face

slashing

finally got some music
slashing the guitar of that sweet child of mine
back home again

slit

it's no pussy for me
it's a slit
it's a clean piece of meat
slit cunt fanny
a clean piece of meat
no succy succy
dripping moist
passion

passionate words

passionate words are nice
but they won't get me laid
they wan't bring me you're love
they just cement my position
here comes no2
words are like words
the're not worth much
they're no dfferent than other words
when they come from
the mouth of a woman

can't shoot you out

drinking smoking my sigars
writing
still you're lingering in the back of my head
i can't get rid of you
you have many faces
mostly those of a woman
women
but you're still lingering in the back of my head
and i can't shoot you out

breaking that bottle

drinking in rememberence of you
breaking that seal
drinking for a summer that never came
it's diet coke and gin baby
taking care of my health
light my fire
suck my sigar
this is it
in rememberence of you

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Happy Sushi Baby Love

I suck yours
you suck mine

Happy Sushi Baby Love

Happy
Happy

Happy

Saturday, September 22, 2007

im the faithful kind
been with only a handful
going steady

then there were some bypassers

one were finger fucked
at the cinema
fondling my knob
and left in the rain

another one were licked
in her brothers living room
poorly penetrated
on the carpet
spent the next five months
avoiding her

this mature girl
sending me dirty letters
straddled me
and rode me off
then leaking
flooding
showering me with yellow urine

good we were in a drunken hurry
and made it on the floor

another one picked me for church
fucked me
and left me with the spring

Rachel was heavily sucked
boyfriend throwing little
stones on her bedroom window
i hiding in the loo
while she greets him good morning
me sneaking out
in the rainy streets

their names now gone
in the dim haze of memory
but I remember every single little clit
shining red cunt
gleaming their one-eyed red monster
at my mouth

Piglet in the shower

I'm a piglet when it comes to my body
cleaning my body
but this swedish girl got me showering every day

I'm down on my knees. Sucking it clean.
She moans.
Shivering

I turn her around
Her face up against
the bathroom wall
uttering dirty words

Clean bed sheets

I really like them
clean bed sheets
and if they annoy me, I
will get out of bed and change
them after a month
or whenever

Sunday cup of coffee

my sunday cup of coffee
is brown
clay
I drink it (you) and
feel no relief

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Lucrative lovers

if i had a bill for all the lousy lovers i've had
i would thank you
it would have been lucrative for me
i would then have had to thank you for bringing me up this way
now i had to pay the undertaker
you left me nothing

She grinned at us
no teeth left
brown stumps
i kissed her

she was a tired woman
you just bought her beer
all night
and this old woman would take you home

if you could still stand

Sunday, June 10, 2007

Rövarinnans vågor

Min verden er så stor!
- Världen er myket, myket mindre enn du tror.
Det var Rövarkungens yngste.
- Retas inte med meg. Jäg har bookat kyrkan.

Rövarinnan sa til meg en ensom natt.
- Jag er inte blåögd, men skräcksklagen och rädd.
- Hva mener du med det? spurte jeg og kjente kulden i hennes blikk.
- Du seglar trygt på mina vågor av trolöshet og av svik. Jäg må resa på Rövarkungens hav!
Rövarinnan vrålade och skrattade. Ljusnaren blikstrar och svalar.

Jeg fryser. Redd mørket.
Lyset.
Varmen som brenner leiren hard - som Rövarinnans hjerte
Her finnes ingen andre mennesker,
så langt som jeg kan se.


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REF: Rövarkungens ö, av Ulf Dageby i den svenske teatergruppen og rockebandet fra Göteborg Nationalteatern.