punctuation

you give me a ??? look

and then we don’t speak

for quite a while

silence has its own grammar

and punctuation

it is important how not to

say certain things

or which words

you won’t use

I roll my eyes

and that’s the end of it

I haven’t not-said enough

I get up and start walking

leaving you with all the

? ! … and ()

Idontneedthemanymore

foil

I've made a hat

from the aluminium foil

I wear it indoors

to silence my own thoughts

I wear it outdoors

hidden under my hood

to silence the world

when the sun is really high

I use it to blind

passers-by

and myself

waiting

it’s fucking cold

I am waiting for you

it starts to snow

I find it uncalled-for

agreeing to ___

and ignoring ___

all of that

inside me

it’s fucking cold

cigarettes

are running low

I wait for ___

nothing but all of that

that is so far

and depersonalised

(fucking) cold

inside

I wait

I wait for you

global warming

words

fall out from my mouth

and reach the boiling temperature

air cools them down

with the hissing sound

of your breathes

life censors all of that

and no-body knows

that this is

the real cause

of the global warming

hlýja gangstéttir

sometimes I like to imagine

life in Iceland

with warm pavements

and always cloudless

sky

and that silence

that is inside me

over there

it covers all the planes

in my mind

Iceland

is cold

and changeless

like a waiting room

with moss pillows

for your tired thoughts

I sometimes put my head

into the fridge

and tell myself

I’m there

utan dig är jag, och jag mumlar att äga skägg

I’m here [without you]

and mumble to my own chin

beer mixes with my words

and flows into the larynx

…

I’m here [without you]

and try to play

cat’s cradle on my own

- it falls apart

…

I’m here [without you]

and raise my hand to my face

I straighten eyebrows with fingers

and get drunk a little bit more

ice

there is a thin ice

under our feet

your heartbeat makes it tremble

my breathe cracks it

we move slowly

avoiding each others eyes

I imagine black water

beneath us

and start to cry

you hold my cold hand

and stay silent

from far away we can hear

penguins singing