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Ingrid Storholmen

11. Carry the bed into the day

Carry the bed into the day, I shall feel more air
a letter hidden in a stone crack
the fingers that kissed the letter



be sleep, rest water life

where the skin lies back to back and light that demands crops
the name gets stuck in the end
            tight, manifest
                          shall the name be the name of what happened
                                       dreamt skin, hand, hold it a little longer, then go

the name after the name

                         to the price of love

11. Carry the bed into the day

Bær sengen ut i dagen, jeg skal kjenne mer luft
et brev gjemt i en steinsprekk
fingrene som kysset brevet



være søvn, hvile vann liv

der huden ligger rygg mot rygg og avling som lyset krever
navnet settes fast tilslutt
                   tett, åpenbart
                      skal navnet være navn på det som skjedde
                                    drømt hud, hånd, hold det litt lenger, så gå

navnet etter navnet

                    til kjærlighetens pris
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11. Carry the bed into the day

Carry the bed into the day, I shall feel more air
a letter hidden in a stone crack
the fingers that kissed the letter



be sleep, rest water life

where the skin lies back to back and light that demands crops
the name gets stuck in the end
            tight, manifest
                          shall the name be the name of what happened
                                       dreamt skin, hand, hold it a little longer, then go

the name after the name

                         to the price of love

11. Carry the bed into the day

Carry the bed into the day, I shall feel more air
a letter hidden in a stone crack
the fingers that kissed the letter



be sleep, rest water life

where the skin lies back to back and light that demands crops
the name gets stuck in the end
            tight, manifest
                          shall the name be the name of what happened
                                       dreamt skin, hand, hold it a little longer, then go

the name after the name

                         to the price of love
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