The annotated Danish text in Untitled (Torn, reassembled, and annotated pinhole camera photostat) reads from the top left corner to bottom right corner (there are c. three poems in the darkest part of the work that couldn’t be deciphered):

 

Suluulaalilaa eriilalilaali

 

Someone has said that I would like to be the subject of

conversation

but I didn’t want to be the subject of conversation

but I didn’t want to be talked about.

I don’t know anything about witchcraft

I haven’t heard anything of that kind.

The bad people up there

the bad witch artists, up there,

should be the subject of conversation

should be the subject of conversation.

There is a reason why some people are sick and

are waiting for death.

Each time they come to a drum dance

each time they go mad.

And you’ll be the first

 

Today I’m not thinking of anything

today I’m not worried

When I crawled up to the top, when I walked up to the top

I looked around at the world

this is how I thought, this is the kind of thing I thought of:

 

as soon as there is no world left, one cannot survive

if the world disappears, one cannot survive

Mankind is dying out, everybody is dying

none of them say anything

Don’t tell me

that words alone cannot wipe me out

that words alone cannot remove me

This world can be felt, this world hurts,

this world hurts.

The basis of the words, the standpoint of the words

If they were just words it can’t be right!

In the very old days

each time I looked

at an old man with a beard

you old man with a beard

it was you who did something for other people and you

were envied

How is it that you are behaving now

you old man with a beard?

But it was you who did most of the cleaning.

Now him the old man with a beard

it’s him who does the cleaning

they were wiped, they were scrubbed

they were wiped.

I started on a song that I can’t use,

a poem that I kept until it turned moldy

a song I kept until it turned moldy

 

I am thinking of

someone from the East.

It’s him I’m thinking of

the man from Portussoq

Now I shall sing against you

because I can’t forget

my father.

When I was a child

when I was very young

you killed my father

I can’t forget that

I can’t get over it

that’s why I shall sing against you

 

Each time I appear from a blue sky

each time I appear from a blue sky

it is as…..

it is as…..

Each time I appear from a blue sky

each time I appear from a blue sky

it is as…..

it is as…..

 

I shall sing while I am living now

I shall sing while I am alive now

when I see these bones

on the ground, quite pale

 

How shall I put my thoughts in order?

A long time ago I cried a lot

I followed those I was crying over

but that didn’t make my thoughts better

but that didn’t make my thoughts better

A long time ago I cried a lot

I followed those I was crying over

I followed those I was crying over