Corpses dance alone
6 January 2017
Renewed dreams
Complexity seems
Sole measure
Soul treasure
In stretching the circle’s beams
We stitch at the seams
Their breath stale
With invented tale
Displeasure
In pleasure
Deciphering head from tail
Diving to inhale
The mind own
Synapses to hone
The pressure
In leisure
Moving within flesh to bone
Corpses dance alone
Reading of the poem:

Seven days of falling -EsbJörn Svensson Trio
From Gagarin’s Point Of View – EsbJörn Svensson Trio
Eighthundred streets by feet – EsbJörn Svensson Trio