La Yugular

How many fights do you remember
The lines on my hands?
How many stories fit
Packed into twenty-one grams?

You, who
Are so far
And yet
So close

You, who
Are so far
And yet
So close
Like my own jugular vein

For you, I’ll destroy the sky
And for you, I’ll tear down hell
No promises
No threats

Look, I don’t have time
To hate Lucifer
I’m way too busy
Loving you, Undibel

My heart
That’s always racing
I’m cutting the flowers
Before spring even comes

Where they tie up the horses
Mine are all tied up tight
Blood and luck
Here, they’ve dragged me down

Your love is an avalanche
It falls under its own weight just by existing
Yesterday, today, and tomorrow
The snow I want to sink into

For you, I’ll destroy the sky
And for you, I’ll tear down hell
No promises
No threats

I fit in the world
And the world fits in me
I occupy the world
And the world occupies me

I fit in a haiku
And a haiku occupies a country
A country fits in a splinter
A splinter occupies the whole galaxy

The whole galaxy fits in a drop of saliva
A drop of saliva occupies Fifth Avenue
Fifth Avenue fits in a piercing
And a piercing occupies a pyramid

And a pyramid fits in a glass of milk
And a glass of milk occupies an army
And an army fits inside a golf ball
A golf ball occupies the Titanic

The Titanic fits in a lipstick
A lipstick occupies the sky
The sky, the thorn
A thorn occupies a continent

And a continent can’t fit in Him
But He fits in my chest
And my chest occupies His love
And, in His love, I want to get lost

Seven heavens, big deal, I want to see the eighth heaven
Tenth heaven, thousandth heaven
You know, it’s like break on through to the other side
It’s just like going through one door
One door isn’t enough
A million doors aren’t enough