vaa | miss mum poems

some more poems by miss mum <3 shes got a book with 90 poems, from 2 years back. hey! ^__^ were friends again, finally, and i dont get anxiety from her, finally. it was perfect that she came around 2:ish, since i take coffee then. it was actually she who got tired this time. she saved my day. i was oh so bored (of life?).

own time
i hate that word
tell it like it is
you want to be left alone
Sara doesn't want to answer
Thomas lies
in air bed
in Carolinian
he was as usual
but still not
like a large stranded blue whale
big warm feet
which cannot move
sewn together at the neck
he slept very well
like a log
I drank coffee in the middle of my neck
will be back in 2 weeks
take a break for 1 day
then further still strait
70th and 40th birthday parties
at Lennart and Petter's

Black tatties
lies down and recovers
on the plastic under the bed
the little flies dance around
and trying
run away from me
it doesn't work
the vacuum cleaner handle
chasing feverishly
their tour
in the room
now have the trattis
completely dried
and waiting for
a juicy steak
with potato gratin
the mortar is allowed to do its thing
no soy no flour
the sauce simmers and swells
swells contentedly
and looking for himself
into my mouth

Several large voles
father like arrows
back and forth
rain like one
curtain
pulls past
I want to throw up
I'm sitting in the door
to get air
someone smokes heavily
my whole body trembles
the head
thumps thumps
I notice that
the eyes glue again
my legs buckle under me
say who wants it like this?
the big move looms
I refuse to stand
with this
one more night