Female Vampire

Transient, restless

I'm not there, or not there yet

But if I'm coming I must be hollow enough

I follow the body, I mustn't rest

When I'm near you become someone else

I'm so tired of subjectivity

I must justify my presence by losing it

Must not keep a steady gaze

Keep a steady gaze

When I'm near you become someone else

Here it comes, here it comes

Here it comes

A strange slow rhythm, not exactly creating a rhythm

Here it comes

In and out of focus, vulnerable, the original crevasse

In a moment of confusion I don't know what to say

And I hear myself ask

Where does it hurt to create curves for the gaze?

The body as a subconscious

And desire takes place somewhere, everywhere

Here it comes

Here it comes

Here it comes (In the dampness of)

Here it comes (Winter air between us)

Here it comes (In the restlessness of hotel rooms)

Here it comes (The smell of Spanish wetlands)

Here it comes

In the way you say

It hurts everywhere