“i'm back at my cliff
still throwing things off
i listen to the sounds they make
on their way down
i follow him with my eyes 'till they crash
imagine what my body would sound like
slamming against those rocks.”

Hyperballad, Björk

“I adore
Back of necks
Beautifully shaven

Gives me
Always, always, always, always ...
A pretty rush down my spine.”

My Spine, Björk

“This time I'm going to keep it all to myself
This time I'm going to keep me all to myself.”

Pagan Poetry, Björk

“it's sometimes just like sleeping
curling up
inside
my
private tortures
i nestle into pain
hug suffering
caress every ache

i play dead
it stops the hurting.”

Play Dead, Björk