Kit Kelen #1289 - snipp, snatt, snute

1289

snipp snapp, snute

or

growing up Norwegian

Elle melle deg fortelle,

Skipet går, ut i år,

Rygg i rand to i spann.

Snipp snapp snute.

Du er ute.

here I am then

backyard for kingdom

time is not passing

it wells up around

family and phrases

stare into the dust

for what they’d call hours

I am a garden, run around

a weird sun throws the clock

Elle melle deg fortelle,

here’s how it will be

Skipet går, ut i år,

and here’s the nonsense I am telling

sheep go out this year

it’s every year the sheep are so

horses harnessed, two in one

pin a tail on anywhere

goes in a circle round

the door is female

so is the sun

the chair and the moon are men

this means nothing you must know

over the hills, far away

cows come home

plough the place

put it in your pipe and smoke

stick it in your snout

Skipet går, ut i år,

and schwoop

sink into Mattress-Land

where the turf was cut

Elle melle deg fortelle,

bog is a swamp

was warm once

the dinosaurs had it hot

was then we learned

how that big bad lamb

had Mary

wolf’s clothing

for grandma

still with her teeth

Rygg i rand to i spann.

played dizzies with the stillness

and upstairs down

here I come

Snipp snapp snute.

Du er ute.

house was all the world just then

and in the wool of weather where

follow a thread from Minotaur

leap big bulls up on the wall

suddenly it’s your turn

once again survive

no otherwise to

Elle melle deg fortelle 

door came off its hinges

and we’re in

the school

someone’s burning down

Skipet går, ut i år,

Rygg i rand to i spann.

in and on the map until

everywhere was destination

pennant and a birthday flag

started to salute  

that was destiny and nation

and you?

your little sniffle snout?

will you be in or out?

now things have a value, worth

take your time

as you are told

if not, others will

Skipet går, ut i år

all the secrets

they come after

ready or not

like forest

like compass

grown beyond the garden

capable of this every adventure

body too close can be ticklish

lay under experience then sudden knowing

but soon the rug was out from under

Snipp snapp snute

work like a dog

but get less kip

and into the tunnel

life’s a road trip

length of the country

Elle melle deg fortelle,

you’re delivering

what is it this time?

more nonsense

the bills come in

the cat goes out

not much here-and-now

Rygg i rand to i spann.

in an office

in a factory

lovely big views

in a headful of sea

one day wake

they’ve flown the coop

were they ever here at all?

chips down

deg fortelle

spin the wheel again

nobody knows where it lands

all on the secret number to win

but the house did

it was snipp snapp snute

box on the ears

come with some distance into the bed

and that could be divorce

somehow though still too much religion

although elle melle you have the facts

got bitten

symptoms never went

bring back their own little creatures

later ours as well

fortelle

woke up with an empty bottle once

and you can do it again

skipet går, ut i år

now we ourselves are over the hills

now you are retired

about now consider living forever

in the end all go bung

please yourself and world be hung

Rygg i rand to i spann.

speak gibberish yourself

cloud drapery of once-some-heaven

insects human sized

I see them

three

they have ancient glazed smiles  

spinning

and measure

one with the scissors

and now a picture on the wall

all eyes

too feeble though to call

how soon it will be your turn

yours and ones to come

I am a garden, precious

stone

breathless

out of tricks

snip snap snout

now you’re out

Elle melle deg fortelle,

Skipet går, ut i år,

Rygg i rand to i spann.