Parting

What an anguish to exist in this burning sunlight. Bind me devouring delight bind me to my desires absent you I am blind Odysseus in the nights on your leash I witnessed What an anguish it is to exist, what a prison I worshipped to reside in. Recede into the centuries of dust. The radiance! of redemption. Days of dreaming, like the slain lambs I am forsaken at the blades what sharp esctasies gripped me. These wandering roads fracture me. Abandon your dark vanities. You lodge your soul inside me. The mystery of Being: we are wasted Eden. You poison me with desire. Hurricane summer you will fracture me. Abandon your dark vanities. Bless and replenish me. Be my dark sanctuary. Enslave me. Already I am chained to this mystery Being. Ambrosia on my lips, will you languish in captivity? What anguish, I shrink again before your sublime majesty what a painful mystery Being. Pendant la nuit —la nuit!— revive me in ecstasy. Le vent se lève before the eve of parting—you here with me, comme un rêve. In legions with the winds I vanished before your god in metamorphosis. This life is blooming ruins. Kiss me again my cherished friend. This is the end (again). Le vide witnessed me. I am your daughter darkness birthed in the eves. I am your moment of ecstasy. Call me by your name this is your darkness again I demand you abandon your vanities I worship that god metamorphosis oh I was chained to this decadence I was daughter again who can survive the parting. Daughter of Genesis and the word for the abyss left my lips. La nuit I will revive your majesty. I prayed for that ecstasy and then I witnessed my end in decadence what painful pursuits desire was a god too

RAVISH ME IN THE DAYSPRING
I WITNESSED YOUR GOD IN METAMORPHOSIS

(I had always been on a mission to like myself and I did not)
(in the nights you give me a breath of life)

Worship your god in metamorphosis
Dying for desire and I called it Genesis
you were the breath of life in my lungs
you are my dark vanity and I called it vitality
you who I run from oh god put a wishbone in my throat
I was a golden tomb
what fertile anguish
I worshipped your god in metamorphosis
in the nights you give me a breath of life —
I died for this Genesis
in gods graces I chased desire and ended up in this wasteland
and I panicked— I panicked—

RAVISH ME IN THE DAYSPRING
I FOLLOWED YOUR HEARTBEAT OUT OF THE DARKNESS
THIS IS YOUR GOD IN METAMORPHOSIS