2021.02.28.
I am still lost
We met in snow.Dazzled by youth and without seeing
a tangle of cheers and curiosity
we met in the language, a secret place
and thither we go,
again and again,
again and again,
and the notes became an elongated refrain,
a plot, a tale, a pop tune,
lullabies broken by the cries of the sirens.
We felt like,
an airless balloon,
an airless balloon
an endless sentence, completely capsized and empty
I am often haunted by ideas of escape
but laughter draws your face so beautifully1
You stretch your body
while the sun rises
while the sun rises
we brew coffee and drink a cup
and when we get caught up in the noise of everyday life
then we roll our eyes and share a smoke
then we founder,
where tenderness is,
where tenderness is
we march bravely with the army of benevolence
a love worn out and completely desperate
only carried by the promises, unyielding and clear
A trembling moment
my sleepy you
my sleepy you
my drama is long, my reason is broken
and when I get scared and when I get angry
then lower my ships and give me your peace
I see a coast
and soon it gets bright
and soon it gets bright
so take me for granted it seems so quiet
I am still lost despite the years
and sing with grattitude this love song
because it was supposed to happen
we met in the snow.
- 1. A nod to the poet Inger Christensen, who in 'Alfabet' has a similar line.