Jan Oskar Hansen Poet Bio

Sardines and Hunger

Sardines  and Hunger

We are leaving tomorrow for Lisbon it will be Sunday
and the traffic will be going to Algarve an obvious place 
that has little to offer but sand in your shoes and 
ready prepared food that insist it is authentically for
 the region or something like that. After preparing we 
noticed we had no food for the evening meal only a tin of
Portuguese sardines and Swedish tasteless flatbread  
bought at an IKEA where you can bay flat packs 
furniture named E. Karlson they have a department at 
the factory to come up with names that are meaningless.
I can`t think of any putting a desk together and saying:
have you seen my E. Karlson 
So we shared the tin of sardines and felt quite biblical.
After my wife had fallen asleep I took out her false teeth
and hungrily sucked them clean.

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