It grows like a tree of rage

behind my brow

with flashing red leaves, blue leaves, white!

A tree

still quivering in the wind

And I will crush

your house, and nothing

will be unfamiliar to me,

not even

what is human

Like a tree from the inside

forces its way out

and crushes

the skull

And glows

like a lantern deep in the forest

deep in the darkness

Göran Sonnevi


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