went to Malmö
Copenhagen was great
swimming in the harbour
sun chairs and wine
on woodworks
six packs towelling
on boats
invitingly
surrounding
sauntering about
with language debate
the more people around
the more alone
disengagement
at the bookshop got fat
with a skinny girl
sober with a drunk
crashed a border
no papers wasted
on white indulgence
dyslexia creating
wanderings in
fiery colours
slept with a woman
woke up chaste
but Steven King
was at breakfast
planned with the universe
tea with pancakes
af Klints essay was great
but Piraten was out of town
when waking
she shall ask
I‘ll tell her
everything
told me of her dreams
so strange
I have never been
just my imagination
This poem was published in Golden Hour - Hora Dorada
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