Satunnainen teksti


No one holds me
the start of psyche is a mistake
in this world
the basic essence (of ours) is lost

Curtains that can't be grasped
pain that's not spoken
the silence tucks you in
still on the morning



Majority of the poems from 2017 to earlier haven't been translated yet,
so they'll currently appear in Finnish. This is an ongoing process,
since there's a lot of 'em. (Please do enjoy the newer ones tho.)


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