Tanka - Leaking for Yoryie/translated into 5 languages





right when I thought
the poem stopped
leaking
through my thighs
it bites and milks my volcano










justo cuando pienso
que el poema deja de 
chorrearse
entre mis muslos
muerde y ordeña mi volcán





apenas quando eu penso
o poema pára de
segregar
entre as minhas coxas
morde e ordenha meu vulcão






droit quand je pensais
le poème arrêté
s'échapper
à travers mes cuisses
il mord et laits mon volcan






giusto quando pensavo
il poema si fermò
perdite
attraverso le mie cosce
morde e munge il mio vulcano

Comments

  1. hahahahaha I knew it was funny but I did not see this coming. hahahahaha

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