Bokelskere.no

hello, Hamsun

after two-and-one -half bottles
that have not strengthened my
saddened
heart

walking from this drunken
darkness
toward the bedroom
thinking of Hamsun who
ate his own flesh to
gain time to
write

I trundle into the other
room
an old
man

a hellfish in the night
swimming upward
sidewards
down.