i can't think in strawberry
so i do not know that mind
my thoughts are all unami
fingers to lips to arm to heart
drifting that ocean storm again
acceptance of the taste i am
unami
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i can't think in strawberry
so i do not know that mind
my thoughts are all unami
fingers to lips to arm to heart
drifting that ocean storm again
acceptance of the taste i am
share:
7 responses to “unami”
I like the analogy here – and yes, it’s about acceptance rather than trying to fit into the norms of others.
I am ever surprised at how people try to box themselves and others. It is wild when you think about the amount of writhing that accompanies attempts to classify.
Fear, probably.
If you can name something, you feel like you have the illusion of control.
You’ve hit the nail on the head here, I feel.
It still surprises me. 😂
🙂