I mix my mind like soup
with the melting ladle I circle the circle
repeating the everyday mantra of storm
You can't taste it
you can't touch it
it's only allowed to swallow me
9/8/2019
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Satunnainen teksti
Marked
- ⛶ Book 1: Henkäys 71
- ⛶ haiku 17
- ⛶ you-poetry series 7
- ⛶ i-poetry series 6
- ⛶ naked thought 5
- ⛶ queer 2
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Note!
The poems have currently been translated all the way back to October 2016, others will mostly appear in Finnish. I hope you can still enjoy the ones that are translated!
Number of poems still to be translated
- fi 515