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free in narrow alleyways
that block out sun
portland
in air
(question:) “evil” on tongue

darkthrone in headphones
climbing stairs
to the gallery
phil sang about in “soria moria”

i prefer balke, stetind in fog:
no humans
it transports me back
to that mountain

(outside astrup fearnley
sun shines down
a book in the gr-ss
while people laugh nearby–
a storm hits
we all run
plastic chairs fly
and i smile.)

later at helvete i’m further back:
thirteen years old, alone with headphones

sound blankets my mind
like pills now
in that bas-m-nt chills come

feeling stronger than art

youth and memory–
that sound once spoke to me, it said:

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