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Unending15-06-13Unending by *Marenne
Unending
I am unending
like a tidal wave,
like driftwood, floating
far away.
I will return
in heavy storms.
I am unending
like the undertow;
letting me go.
Pull me back in,
exhausted from drifting.
I need to know.
Take it25-04-13Take it by *Marenne
Take it
I am going to take it
as it probably was not meant to be.
I am going to take it for
what it appears to be, instead.
I don't have the heart to spend
to extrapolate
wind from won't
from drowning on dry land.
What I will hear -
it turns out rather simple, really -
like not
making a choice.
I am going to take it.
I am going to make it
my own bed to lie in until it stops hurting.
I will take it back
into the lavender fields,
hands dancing outside a car window
to the soundtrack of twenty-twelve.
I am going to take it
out of its symbolism instead. Well,
I cannot hear
between no lines.
I am going to take it in
with my blue artist
Honey,06-04-13Honey, by *Marenne
Honey,
Hunting, here on these tracks, for
unbreakable truths to rest upon my head
for comfort. Love, like love
should deniably be enough but
we all know that it isn't.
Like this is still the only thing I have ever
truly wanted;
not as a cure, but as a reason
for the way that I stop spinning
when she talks to me, how I always fall free
if she won't;
looking for a focus point; it's honey,
say anything you want, and it's okay
but I'm trying to take care of me.
Like someday I'll raise my own bottom line
and stand on solid ground.
Vannacht12-02-13Vannacht by *Marenne
Vannacht
Jij weet dit nog niet
maar ik heb vannacht onverhoopt
drie verwarde uiteindes
aan elkaar geknoopt.
Netjes opgeborgen, ik zag dat ik kon bouwen
aan het cultiveren
van vertrouwen.
Gelukkige aflopen als
in overgeleverde sprookjes. Maar dan
klein; het zijn er triljoenen per paar,
net zoals ik de magie
van sneeuwvlokken ervaar
weet jij dit nog niet
maar ik heb zojuist lopen ruizen
als een vliegtuig
over de plavuizen.
Met mijn armen wijd, ik hoorde wat er lag
buiten de muren
van wat ik weer niet mag.
Rozige liedjes zoals het
in werkelijkheid niet bestaat. Echter
klein; in drie akkoorden maar
onverschrokken avonturen
samen m
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