Concept

“Wanderlust”

When you set off on your travels,

bring high boots,

clay, sand, earth,

everything you may need

on your journey.

And remember the map

to light dark nights.

Don’t announce your departure

to prevent the cowards

arriving in hordes before your door yawning:

can I come too, can I come with you?

Don’t set off on your travels

to seek yourself,

to lose yourself,

as if you already were

an empty knapsack, a mattress

a cup without handles

into which the dead tourist

jettisons from the sky

the pieces of the motorbike.

Kari Hotakainen