Break some bread.
The night’s been blessed
with a neverendingness,
but nonetheless...
end come too soon.
Sweet concubine,
the night’s divine
in an neverending line
of lovers...
end come too soon.
On the cusp,
the both of us
without any maybes, but musts
that carry us
to the end too soon.
Ink begins to blot.
My eyes are bloodshot:
they’ve seen things they wish they had not,
but it won’t stop
the end coming too soon.
Whose butter-fingers read me like Braille?
Whose dirty mouth would have made Mary hail?
Whose wholesome heart had borne down on me?
Who ushers dreamers into such harems?
Whose skin looked waxen in the failing light?
Who downright danced me like a sailing kite?
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Here's some of the stuff in this song...
Infinity / end
Divine, dreamlike / dirty, visceral
Eucharist / coitus
The sheepish brute, 'the old dog'/ 'my [innocent] darling, my dumpling'; 'wholesome heart'
Break some bread. The night’s been blessed with a neverendingness, but nonetheless... end come too soon.
Sweet concubine, the night’s divine in an neverending line of lovers... end come too soon.
On the cusp, the both of us without any maybes, but musts that carry us to the end too soon.
Ink begins to blot. My eyes are bloodshot: they’ve seen things they wish they had not, but it won’t stop the end coming too soon.
Whose butter-fingers read me like Braille? Whose dirty mouth would have made Mary hail? Whose wholesome heart had borne down on me? Who ushers dreamers into such harems? Whose skin looked waxen in the failing light? Who downright danced me like a sailing kite?
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Infinity / end Divine, dreamlike / dirty, visceral Eucharist / coitus The sheepish brute, 'the old dog'/ 'my [innocent] darling, my dumpling'; 'wholesome heart'