Mutyang Freyja

The House of Surrender

Monday, March 22, 2021

Same in any language | I-nine

Sometime ago I met a Navajo

In a parking lot in Tokyo

He said everything wordlessly

Wanderlust in my eyes, he did see

mutyang freyja: My dreams are strange and weird, that’s all the beginning and all the end of my self-introduction. But my nightmare, oh my nightmare, the bastion of all the mysteries and darkness, though I would like to tell you of the rich depths contained in my nightmares, let me make it clear my dear ones, I can’t and I won’t.

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