Sudden Light Poem by Thomas Boberg

Sudden Light

Rating: 2.5


He's like four hands
exchanging secret letters
under the table
he loves the one he doesn't love
murders the one he dreams about
casts away the one that he needs
will go home to the one he's running from
and when he is caught
he sees the pyre where he will fry

Translated by Verne Moberg

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Thomas Boberg

Thomas Boberg

Roskilde, Denmark
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