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Conceptual romance is on my mind
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I say sorry with black breath, black letters staining the air around me
Maybe 'sorry' is the closest I ever got to expressing love
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How small I am on the highways
And on the plains, in the cars and in the malls
Through the speakers of foreign places, unknown spaces
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Remember when I started saying 'of corpse' every time I wanted to agree on something? I was inserting a little slice of death with my agreement.
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I was singing in my room
She smoked on the balcony
Long inhales and long exhales
Performed in choreography
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Wood is a woman
I guess I'd burn
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I called you, but only in my mind
What I really did was to
Undress not the body but me and you
Word by word 'til we almost touched, touched
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I have a darkness inside
Come on and be swallowed
Come on in and you'll drown
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It is an act of love
He enters you through your body
His voice is an act of love
His eyes through you like holy water
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Teeth gnaw-gnaw at the breast at night
Moss-grown palms under paper skin
Feet kicking through the coffin wood
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There must be some kind of art form
Where I can call my blood
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A million bedrooms with hands softly lulling our divine cocks and cunts, without telling anyone, a million ships come alone out on the calmest seas
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Any sign is a promise of love, of being exposed
A staged ritual undressing taking the place of consummation
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And tonight
When I looked up from my notebook
There was a scythe in my hand
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'Why this and not that?'
The only question you should ask
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Not all limbs have erections
Sometimes even you have to decide
Which is up and which is down
Which travels and which is stationary
Which travels to stations and which travels aimlessly
And whether desire can perhaps best be described
As a train running, train running into a tunnel
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Now watch me step
Into the place where you can see me: Look at me
You think that I'm different, but I'm a stagehand
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I want to tell you something. I just want to say: Thank you. I love you
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More real than what we believe is realism
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It's like a teenager would say, like, 'I thought I was different but I'm just like the others.'
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And I felt I crossed paths with a version of me
A concept, you could say, but not she who stayed behind
She who quit everything, music, and identity
Just left a little blood behind and a fever for me to share
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I ran my hands over my body to hush them
I cut my finger nails and cut off their beaks
Is there anything on me that doesn't speak?
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I clutch my phone
With my sweaty palm
In my hand
I clutch my heart
In the coffin for my heart
In my hand
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This is every cigarette my mother ever smoked
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While hare and fox and doe and deer
Are all trying to find her
They're all trying to find her
Let her sketch out her rabbit hole
Her pleasure dome