It’s said that I am backward
because I never learnt to read.
But you understood I was simply scared
of all that lurks between the words.
What frightens me about you too
is all the evil contained in a ballpoint pen.
But as for letters, I love them.
I sometimes go off to the library
and stuff my pockets full of them.
The sun itself is made of letters.
Ssssun – then it fizzed.
when it entered my wet chest.
I am glad that you understood.
And I read in my own way, with my hands.
No one here in Östergarn
can repair a bike like I can.