Clocks are all that are coming to me
Better laugh back into childhood feeling
Before it is too gone
Yes I see a pink ocean overtake the clocks
Yes it is only a hallucination
And I don’t know if the ocean has feelings for me
But the shadow of a boy keeps me safe
From me
Though the shadow
Is actually me
And when a warplane flies over the waves
I don’t remember god
And when my childhood feeling surfaces
I kiss the shadow of my boyself
And eat sand
© Melissa Broder
Ett stort och varmt tack till Melissa Broder för att hon generöst lät oss publicera den här dikten, som är hämtad ur Last Sext (Tin House), hennes fjärde samling som fått ett mycket fint mottagande.
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