Feed yourself to me, nourish me,
Let yourself become my own.
Drain your blood, let your calf drink.
Bleed yourself and let go.
I will drink whatever I can.
Give yourself up for me, feed me yourself.
Feed me your flesh and you will leap the highest.
Feed me your flesh and I will leap higher.
Bind your legs and watch me leap,
Then hear the hunted fall.
Do your calls reach empty burrows,
Or do they return clear in the fog?
Prey on small creatures, stain their blood,
Feed it to me, then give me yourself.
How can you see me through this mist?
What are you looking for?
Hunt for me. Then feed me. Then nourish me.
Hunt for me then feed me then nourish me.
Huntformethenfeedmethennourishme.
Nourishmenourishmenourishmenourishme.
When my cheek is wounded and red, lay anguish, for you have stained hands.
When my cheek is stained red, you lay in anguish, for your hand is wounded.
When you hold me,
Do you feel the shape of something missing?
Stained, wounded and red, I will jump higher still,
For the flesh you fed me nourished me.
Still wounded and red, I will jump higher,
For the flesh your compassion poisoned was served to me warm.
Fed. Nourished. Hunted.
Feed me your flesh, then nourish me.
Hunt yourself, then share all of yourself.
Fed and nourished.
Wounded for me, you jump the highest.
I will jump higher still.
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