Pour Neutral Norway.
Live
this life of broken esthetics
Time
passes in my time-travel watch
Clockwork
with deconstructed mechanics
Shows me
older pictures that never match
Thither
they haven’t ever taken sides
And taken
the pictures where I never was
Eyelid
falls and hides eyes
Lighting
you up like flammable gas
Moments
taxidermized with photographic addictives
Where
you can clearly see us flee
To the
future of our perspective
While
the body stays in the circle of nudity
