~ our first names: angelene ~

there was one crooked street

and two crooked girls

crowned with countless shadows

putas baratas!

shouted two cycling brazilians right into our faces that night

unaware of that by doing so they had made us the happiest girls in the world. we laughed to the sky, recognized. 

and now, in a few days' time, a minute to 2012, drinking black rum on the roof of the opera house, breaking glasses against the houses of oslo, branding the humanless streets - two pirates. carry shadows for parrots.

two corsairs. and a tune wafting after the waves of their coats:

do not look back

do not look back