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lyrics
I
her mouth could martyr me
between her parted lips is
a house of God
in a pasture
in a parish
and it is in this parish
that i will perish
her eye lashes are caskets
with each blink goes my breath
all of my manners unmasked
in a massacre in her mascara
the naked nape of her neck
could break mine
her blood
pulsing
pushing
under her skin
pulsing
pushing
against
my heart
my heart
pulsing
pushing
against
hers
i will
not mention her back
or her thigh
or her belly
or her bent hip
suffice it to say
i will not make it out alive
II
she says im not what i seem
i said youre right
im falling apart at the seams
falling into a dream
that is swelling between
your heavy
and
my heaven
all the words ive breathed
only mean
i will drink you wine
into a silly stupid stupor
a jester for the sober losers
fa inna mal usri yusra
i am in difficulty
oh my yusrah
show me heaven
beneath your kiswa
show me heaven
oh my isra
III
inebriated
unapologetic
unabbreviated
infinite intimate
only moments
without minutes
only movements
without moments
only meanings
without movement
until you are exploding
but still
still
fa inna mal usri yusra
i am in difficulty
oh my yusrah
show me heaven
beneath your kiswa
show me heaven
oh my isra