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From Mil (Mile), 2008


it's the last tape. beth gibbons is singing. the grass is drug store-green and the grilled chicken is orange from the seasoning. yasmin has drawn eyes and stars with a ball-point pen on the cover. every cover has twelve horizontal lines. i love polly jean. if the tape moves to fast and is misdirected the chicken is squeezed with a pressure of several hundred kilos. pearl after pearl. word stands against word. by the west coast at times harsh. also on the fell in jämtland and lapland harsh or very harsh is expected. wings, heads, femurs snapping. there's a risk that terrorists will get a hold of radioactive materials to manufacture so called dirty bombs. fir forest, woodchips. your shopping lists. cassette tape strips fluttering in a yellow bush by the subway station. it's a thick gravel road. lots of rocks. nib the ink runs through. silk belt. or a sharp tounge. barriers can lie before fertilization. brake pads. and amalgam. what stops. and surges. the measures taken is criticized by the world health organization. he denies strongly that he himself should have been intoxicated. bonds are broken and stretched. never never never again. your heads hands. rivers over the maps veins beaches waves brakes against the embankment of memory. and i think yellow blue a wheat field on a picture of scania. this responsibility is irrevocable. the enamel in your round ear chew now. and swallow. a rosary prayer and prayer and prayer in the throat. aggressive. a pearl necklace shattered. wind coat. neon green in the water. with black side lots. clogs rushed down the stairs. the most important we have. her shoelaces. ability to speak. involuntary movements. sugar cube after sugar cube. after sugar cube. has packed the white cloth bag with länsförsäkringar printed on. tools in the shed. a playing card. can you guess. is happiness a coil of sun and smoke. so simple. like bending over. sense: my foot! jellyfishes. the transparent. and the solid. that you are here. i there. we are sitting on the rocks. in the grass. it's august. november. keeps a steady grip. with both hands. gunnel. horizon. a slow and brown decomposition. the fibres are torn to shreds in a wet wooden railing. measuring with carbon dating with rulers with yearbooks with red geranium in white flowerpots. when he turns his head he sees him with the shopping bag. walking past. stuttering. along the driveway. almost like his mother used to. commuter trains by the platform. the trashcans. the accounting spreadsheets. like concrete. lamp posts. a fog or a dawn. light through the venetian blinds. it moves very slowly. the hands crumble. in thousandths of seconds. in 1813 the royal gymnastic central institute is founded by the initiative of per henrik ling. infinitely precise. to find your name. the tractor has three double-action hydraulic vents including one floating. thin suspenders. satin sneakers. lip-gloss. a walking mode. keep an order. possibilities of insight in darfur, sudan. burning leaves, raking grass. we're moving north towards the borders. fellspire. darfur. short, finely partite leaves. a gray wooden house. flügger color. morning sun over eyelashes. the furniture. white desk. in darfur. sudan. smell of burnt flesh. a sharp stench. she said it was knowledge for the dead. those who already lost their lives. above thoughts limbs. blue fleabane. one flowered fleabane. her spectacle case. with the head in a plastic bag. crouched like frogs the drops of water on the leaf. shift. translating. in practice. is interpretation about something else. bus stops. snow. waiting for the weekend. clinic for vascular diseases malmö-lund. it costs he says. that it's common. returns. the rain comes back. few-flowered sedge. police cars. ambulances. come up and circle on the small turning place. changing the missing or broken parts. different kinds of foam. in the corners of the mouth. bubble and grow. says she wants to borrow money. substituted and replacing the endorphins. dedication a hundred times stronger. knowledge for the dead. a white bleeding. almost no one but seniors by the swimming pool. i dive and swim below the lines through the sky breathing is easy.

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