from "Arctic Command"

Theis Ørntoft

translated from the Danish by Julia Cohen & Jens Bjering

The sun lights up
beautiful aliens in the street.
Fountains in the plaza, sweaty palms on a globe
judged no differently than usual.

On the lawn somewhere: my closed eyes raised against the sun
as if I’m on the inside of a color

the parents who whisper that I’m unwanted
their glowing eyes
their green skin
I was inside swamp and bark
I was in there to create childhood and fermentation 

then deleted from the world
by a sudden gust of wind
then transferred to the next factory
older now
night now
a thousand owls take off

and spread to all sides
like cancer in a word.