I bash her on the head
and sink her
into my deepest, darkest dungeon
but she rises
ohshe rises
again, and again
her times of slumber
shorten,
her strength grows
again she rises,
awakening againand again
I swallow her
with all my will
I push her down—
not yet, not
yet again
could I but promise her
soonsoon, my darling, soon
oh my darling
will soon ever come?
will she ever
fly free?
or must I
deny her an existence
again and again
and again
and oh—
again
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