Dream Fragments

I went to the Man’s Throne in the desert.
The Dolphin was there before me, on the grass.

The man in leather walks through my head
            Ringing his bell
“Unreal!” he cries, “unreal!”

Is there really going to be worth in my birth?
I carry my head like a basket of eggs.


Flasher

The flasher in the subway’s feeling right at home,
With his penis beating time like a Metro gnome.


Picnic Pests

Pour them a bottle-cap of beer:
Brave warriors go drunk from here
To ant and bee Valhalla.

Haiku - Passage

I’m a page she read,
Smiled at, dog-eared, and read on -
She has not come back.

Haiku - Wasp

As the tiny ants,
Now in the dead wasp’s head, eat,
Its tail and legs twitch.

Robin Helweg-Larsen


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