And I sing:
Inanna-Hips to wreck me, hips to wreck mountains
Inanna-Who gobbles the seed of the Tigris and Euphrates with impunity
Your man eating vulva
Invites sacred rites
Upon the fiery mound
Inanna: Moisten me and sow me in your buxom earth
Allow me to abound, for a moment, in Mesopotamia’s wicked mud
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