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but everyone saw it as a dead pigeon<\/p>\n

men alle s\u00e5 den som en d\u00f8d due<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

sure I could leave without the rain<\/p>\n

selvf\u00f8lgelig ku\u2019 jeg g\u00e5 uden regnen
\n.<\/p>\n

it\u2019s when we stop dreaming the house down<\/p>\n

det\u2019 n\u00e5r vi holder op med at dr\u00f8mme huset ned
\n.<\/p>\n

it\u2019s a spider the size of a thought catching the moon<\/p>\n

det\u2019 en edderkop p\u00e5 st\u00f8rrelse med en tanke der fanger m\u00e5nen<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

it doesn\u2019t matter if the first stone is sick or gay<\/p>\n

det er ligegyldigt om den f\u00f8rste sten er syg eller homoseksuel<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

and then he speaks to me like I\u2019ve never had a cold before<\/p>\n

og s\u00e5 taler han til mig som om jeg aldrig har v\u00e6ret fork\u00f8let f\u00f8r<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

not really counting the stars that didn\u2019t shoot<\/p>\n

t\u00e6ller egentlig ikke de stjerner der ikke faldt<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

if they didn\u2019t play twice as many notes who would know?<\/p>\n

hvis de ikke spillede dobbelt s\u00e5 mange noder hvem ville vide det?<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

all their voices at once become a wall of whales<\/p>\n

alle deres stemmer p\u00e5 een gang bliver en v\u00e6g af hvaler<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

and now she\u2019s just a hole of echoes<\/p>\n

og nu er hun kun et hul af ekkoer<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

full of wasps he got young too late<\/p>\n

fuld af hvepse blev han ung for sent<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

it\u2019s an illegal fire on the bottom of the reservoir<\/p>\n

det er en illegal brand p\u00e5 bunden af reservoiret<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

what kind of biting insect he could have been he writes books about<\/p>\n

hvilken slags bidende insekt han kunne have v\u00e6ret skriver han b\u00f8ger om<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

they\u2019re all approximate the doors too<\/p>\n

de er alle tiln\u00e6rmelsesvise ogs\u00e5 d\u00f8rene<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

must be the fatty food and the weight of guns that makes them bleat<\/p>\n

m\u00e5 v\u00e6re den fede mad og pistolernes v\u00e6gt der f\u00e5r dem til at br\u00e6ge<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

let\u2019s talk about wind and beans and the three books of shining worms<\/p>\n

lad os tale om vind og b\u00f8nner og de tre b\u00f8ger om lysende orme<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

and you might think it\u2019s the same cloud or moth having the last word<\/p>\n

og du ku\u2019 tro det er den samme sky eller det samme m\u00f8l der f\u00e5r det sidste ord<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t know how many times I\u2019ve thought of moving that<\/p>\n

jeg v\u00e9d ikke hvor mange gange jeg har t\u00e6nkt p\u00e5 at flytte d\u00e9t<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

not the virus just a squashed spider on the floor<\/p>\n

ikke virusset blot en udtv\u00e6ret edderkop p\u00e5 gulvet<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

a ladybug hits the third eye and an island of the dead drowns<\/p>\n

en marieh\u00f8ne rammer det tredje \u00f8je og en \u00f8 for de d\u00f8de drukner<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

some of us dressed in white invented peaches during a lunch break<\/p>\n

nogle af os kl\u00e6dt i hvidt opfandt ferskener i en frokostpause<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

but would you vote for a man with a pink poodle?<\/p>\n

men ville du stemme p\u00e5 en mand med en lyser\u00f8d puddel?<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

everybody\u2019s in their wrong skin watching the apple-blossom-out-of-season-moon<\/p>\n

alle i deres forkerte hud betragter \u00e6bleblomst-udenfor-s\u00e6sonnen-m\u00e5nen<\/p>\n

.<\/p>\n

there\u2019s not enough crow in their national character<\/p>\n

der er ikke nok krage i deres nationalkarakter<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

but everyone saw it as a dead pigeon men alle s\u00e5 den som en d\u00f8d due . sure I could leave without the rain selvf\u00f8lgelig ku\u2019 jeg g\u00e5 uden regnen . it\u2019s when we stop dreaming the house down det\u2019 n\u00e5r vi holder op med at dr\u00f8mme huset ned . it\u2019s a spider the size […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[75,126,22,21,124,62,53],"tags":[171,111,24,172],"class_list":["post-2896","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-digt","category-minimalism","category-monostich","category-one-line-poem","category-poesi","category-poetry","category-writing","tag-bilingual-poetry","tag-enlinje-digt","tag-one-line-poems","tag-tosproget-lyrik"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2896","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2896"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2896\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2900,"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2896\/revisions\/2900"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2896"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2896"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/megaga.dk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2896"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}