Inanna Fastens The Gaze Of Death Upon Him When she came back she was not wet from the river. The corners of her were ashy. She came in like a wolf among sheep she came in with demons around her. She looked at him and his sheep she looked at him with his soft cheeses she looked at him with his throne of a shepherd. She had wanted him somewhere. He saw the raw disappointment in her: he wanted to hold it like a lamb. She fastened the gaze of death upon him. The Anunna knocked the lids off his churns, scattered his sheep, molded his cheeses, they dragged him back with them as he twisted and turned and changed into a gazelle they took him. <= =>