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About Me

im standing on the shoulders of giants when it comes to poetry you can give me no better compliment than to call me a poet...

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

wow...i have to get back to ya on this one but heres a short listivan the terrible marcus cicero alexander the great henry the eight william shakespeare napoeleon bonaparte adolf hitler josef stalin winston churchill henry ford donald duck albert einstein charles dickens frederico fellini fjodor dostojevski ernest hemingway franz kafka henrik ibsen james joyce immanuel kant jean jaques rousseau jack kerouac jrr tolkien jim morrisson neil armstrong bill gates rowan atkinson john cleese bill hicks stephen hawking richard dawkins ayaan hirsi ali christopher hitchens myself...not the bloke who stares back at me from the mirror everyday but m y s e l fand many many many many more this list is going to be extensive

My Blog

wind gave up

wind gave up tonightafter many days of beating rustling bending big trees unfastening tin roofsit'll never give said my fathers fatheri laid it myself and didn't stinge on the nails wind gave up tonig...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Nov 2009 18:18:00 GMT

bill

weve been sitting at the table too long and the waiter is growing impatientthe bill is huge and i frankly dont know if we can pay itwhen a new round of drinks are ordered and brought to usspirits are ...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Oct 2009 15:30:00 GMT

dot

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Posted by on Fri, 25 Sep 2009 15:14:00 GMT

i see both

shadows in lightlight in shadowswoven interspersedand over therein the glenunder the scraggy birchmore lightyet more shadows
Posted by on Tue, 22 Sep 2009 15:23:00 GMT

hvordan har det seg da

hvordan har det seg daat vi endte her med fullt hus og tomme dagerøsende i en strandet båtregnvær fra blå himmelvi gav aldri tillatelse men fikk det likevelsi ikke at vi ble advartprøv ikke dette igje...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Sep 2009 11:20:00 GMT

asphalt heart

this is a translation of the norwegian poem belowit works ok...strangely enough...i hadnt expected that i see direct translations working poorly most of the time though...btw i wount leave myspace and...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Sep 2009 10:00:00 GMT

asfalthjerte

gater jeg løp litenparkering nåpå skrå og stikker utfortauer for gummihjul asfalthjertehjerte av svart sol over skandalermorgen på karl johanmåtte dit for å ta drosje hjemstive smil i speilet asfalthj...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Sep 2009 17:41:00 GMT

moratorium

due to an unforeseen canonshot...not a mere fleshwound im afraid...of inspiration from out west bergen ive decided to write stuff in norwegian for a whilelets see how this fares dear constant readerim...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Sep 2009 16:36:00 GMT

we could meet

we could meet in a café on rue de la bucherie pariswhere the low autumn sun draws forbidden curves on the last summer dress and proust and baudelaire rounds corners the moment you spot themor on wobbl...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Sep 2009 15:20:00 GMT

i didnt think

i didnt think i would write thiswith ten minutes left on the clockallottedcause what i do now with the winewill be less impressive then  but i fly you seei fly with dylan and the lift boys and flying ...
Posted by on Mon, 31 Aug 2009 16:29:00 GMT