Memoirs of an Imaginary Friend - Soup, Erlend Aastad Viken, Jan Tore Megård

How does it feel?

To be overseas with nothing at all but your

changes now that you’re real and safe and inside?

I know you now.

No-one between us, it’s just you and me,

and the hows and whens that you gave us in your retreat.

Go to the light.

Oceans and tears and the borrowed excuse when

you’re drifting on with your colourless painting inside.

I know you now;

Fearless and bald as your changes begin to

take hold of you and betray you and everyone else.

Go to the light!

my little friend there is nothing at all that can

take you now that you’re followed by everyones eyes.

Lights on you now!

This ocean is clean,

there is nothing at all that can change

you now that the trees are all you can see.

There are still changes and holy

grounds, but the feeling is all you can see.

But it feels like you now;

we’re gone, and fearless -for ever in your faith.