I’m a complex girl in a convex world
and the wall’s concaving in…

Ever ready? On.
Upward leading? Gone.

Over this. A handful of lives
before…

A hundred stifled stunning stares -

Feeling slightly unprepared,
for the mannerisms
that mock me now.

Bridging at me? Bring it.
But either burn em or get on over.

This architecture’s leaning and
I’m floating here, unscathed.

Temporal. Light. Unfazed.

Reeling in these words,
but still can’t find that hook.

Precipitation motivating the
transitory look.

Standing here open

While your thought is closed.

Rewrites just won’t matter in your gray,
I suppose.

And every other aspiration falling down
from up above, speaks its wisdom

To the crowd

I see what you don’t hear,
but it’s not playing here.

Allowed

a line of illumination

bring forth a demonstration

or be metaphorically blind

Aye

need not relay the meaning
to the dumbstruck foolish kind.

I leave you with a simple silence

a lone euphoric burst.

Warmth…

Volumes?

Searched.


Found!

marelle

poetry geometry geography life status haha complexity euphoria disillusionment starting line new

I feel stuck.
somewhere.
Being buried alive -
the dirt’s pouring on in.
I’m not ready to die…

so Angry but can’t yell.
I won’t even Cry.

this Emptiness fills and
Spills down from inside

-sigh-

Tell me, why…
is this built on a lie?

The silence is shouting
as the look in your eyes -
Drowns me out…
i Capsize.

How unfortunate.
Try…

to slowly rise up
And conceptualize -
but this Strength’s giving way
To the Force of the tides…

breathing hard.
Throat is full
as a scream horrifies!

G u r g l i n g  wet,
last attempts
To survive.

my heart bleeding tears.
And the rest of Me dies…

this illusion of Death
Oh, truly mystifies!

awaken -
Once, twice.
and then Visualize.

If the end is not here
and this feeling defies,
Then eternity sounds -
like a real good surprise!

marelle

ooh! mysterious haha death love life rebirth metaphor falling out in back upside head

Music pounding
Heartbeat sounding
i don’t wanna stop.

Here you found me
Arms around the
curves you wanna cop.

Feeling frenzied
Rushes send me
sailing over edge.

Tasting, touching
Not too much, he
needs to be misled.

Nevermind the
Games this time but
don’t leave here caught up.

When we’re done it’s
All in fun let’s
leave this here. enough.

marelle

crazy fun mystery done haha living life poetic