Kat, katten, kattens

eksisterer. Lykken

og frosten, fryser

læbens tunger fastere.

Blikke tømmer kaktusens

hvide flod af modtider og mure.

Transformerer tomater til tanks

og vin til vand.

Leder lugten i lemmerne

lavet af plastik.

 

Cat, the cat, the cat's

exist. The happiness

and the frost, friezes

the lips' tongues firmer.

Glances empty the cactus'

white river of tribulation times and walls.

Transform tomatoes in to tanks

and water in to wine.

breeding the smell in the limbs

made of plastic.