Courtship - Björk, Arca

He turned me down

I then downturned another

Who then downturned her

The paralyzing juice of rejection

His veins full of lead

He’s left with loving what he lost

More than what he has

My snakeskin

Cold in the dark

But warms up in the light

I then upturned

A green eyed giant

Who upturned and entered me

Will we stop seeing what unites us

But only what differs?

The ghosts of old loves

Hovering around his orifices, his orifices

As you narrate

Your own heart-tale

You thread souls into one beam

The love you gave

And have been given

Weave into your own dream

I trust my cells to re-archive

My love historic stream