New Mother
Michael Gira
Remove my hand from your pocket
Pluck my eye from your socket
I am the secret sharer
Bleeding knees your covers
Show me the texture of your pregnant tongue
Prepare my mind with emotion
Cut me a delicate soft wet place
I am your new mother beginning
Why am I so cruel?
Why am I so cruel?
Why am I so cruel?
Why am I so cruel?
My body is a contorted accretion
Your body is my only possession
I am a stranger in your stomach
Calling out your name underwater
Feed me with rose-scented honey milk
Configure my mind with your voice of silk
I bring you the gift malignant
I am your new mother beginning
Why am I so cruel?
Why do I love you?
Why are you so beautiful?
Because you are cruel