Eiríkur Örn Norðdahl Poems

Much to everyone's surprise
the haiku stormed the fields
as mad as a hatter,
wielding a sharp blade
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IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF!
OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!
OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!
IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF! IMF!
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Exists a drawing of a starving child
make copies of rib-cages
night-salted gullet-rice
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Lose wings lose flight lose funds lose house lose car lose telly lose
computer lose wife lose husband lose children lose friends lose work
lose trust lose credit lose face lose reason lose sex-drive lose water lose
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You say:
'I am rich and have
become wealthy and need nothing "
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A boy was sung to sleep at night
by a hungry maiden:
"Walking thong, bush of assembly,
swing ding, Deng Xiaoping".
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At a ripping pace in
trot and backstroke enamoured
maids with glints in their eyes black holes
in their eyes that suck in buttons
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I died but now I live for
ages of ages
and hold the keys of hell and death
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