it's okay

cracked

there's a crack in everything.

everything.




that's how the light gets in.

i don't mind

retrospect

so much past in the present.

resurrect

i am not the one you are looking for.
you are not the one i've stopped looking for.
how sweetly time disposes of us
as we go arm in arm over the bridge of details:
your turn to chop.
my turn to cook.
your turn to die for love.
my turn to resurrect.

oslo