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Summer Night Up North
Summer Night Sven, my best friend, had a motor boat, we`re young and invited two girls with us it was a summer night we had a cold beer, Sven who looked like an actor got the best-looking girl I wore glasses had to do with Sven`s girlfriend`s friend. We fished for crabs at the black mountain that dropped straight into the fjord and had no shoreline we caught some and went to a small island lit a fire to cook them, I remember the light of the night it was not dark but azure yet without the moon it must have been in June. I sat dreaming it was the contrasting blue that absorbed me. My friend who had dark wavy hair had gone into the bushes with his girl and I sat beside a sad woman who like me felt rejected I held around her tried to kiss her, but she refused, and that was ok; I was here for the summer night smoked cigarettes that glowed like ephemeral cats hunting rats when I inhaled a lungful of Turkish tobacco, drank more beer and waited for dawn that in Norway was and is what poetry is made of. As for the girl she had fallen asleep.
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