Satunnainen teksti

Martyr

I spread myself open like a flower
like an iron I hold
two realities

I swallow the time
I wrap myself into a knot
throwing myself downhill


13/11/2018

Note!

The poems have currently been translated all the way back to March 2017, others will mostly appear in Finnish. My apologies, the process takes quite a long time with this many poems. I hope you can still enjoy the ones that are translated!

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