Margaret Atwood - Corpse Song lyrics

[Margaret Atwood - Corpse Song lyrics]

I enter your night
Like a darkened boat, a smuggler

These lanterns, my eyes and heart are out

I bring you something you do not want:

News of the country i am trapped in
News of your future:
Soon you will have no voice

(I resent your skin, I resent
Your lungs, your glib assumptions

Therefore sing now while you have the choice

(My body turned against me
Too soon, it was not a tragedy

(I did not become a tree or a constellation



(I became this illusion
This trick of ventriloquism

This blind noun, this bandage
Crumpled at your dream's edge

Or you will drift as I do from head to head

Swollen with words you never said
Swollen with hoarded love
I exist in two places
Here and where you are your song is mine

Pray for me not as I am but as I am

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