Incineration

Incineration

Linnéa Strömberg

Pride is a river
Eat it for breakfast
of ice cold water
Wake up
to see clearly
Until
your bones are shaking
freezing
(I throw it right back up again)

Swallow your pride
have it for lunch
Only
one
glass
WILL QUENCH THE FIRE!
(welcome to your body)
The bulimia of pride
I throw it right back up again

Pride is a river
(but) In the evening
Eat The last supper
Swallow your wine

I’m warm
if you lean your back against me.

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Linnéa Strömberg
Poet

Photography by Shayan Rostami