MARIAN EIKELHOF
I AM AN AUTISTIC BOY
It will be enough for me
look into your eyes,
so full of unexpected
emotions,
for only a few seconds
in order to observe the
turmoil
deep within,
discover it's multiple
disorder disguises,
hidden agendas and untold secrets
amidst the dark mirrors of
your goals.
So very tender is the soft
embrace of
your presence even when we
share only the couch,
even though we don't talk.
Don't look me in the eye
for a length of time
I will explode feeling
powerless
without warning
In whatever context,
randomness
I'll destroy all on my way.
Full of tenderness
yet desperate
don't push me over the edge
my beloved guide
I might have other ways
of looking at things
of coping
not to frustrate you
make you feel sad.
If you trespass the
boundaries of my structures,
break into my safety zone,
with dogshit all over your
shoes
and carelessness,
I'll never come back
not in the farthest
universe
You'll see me return.
My love isn't silver
My heart is gold
I am an autistic boy.
PEACE CHILD
I put on your love like a
warm coat
Forgive me, dear child, you
are so cold.
He knew quite well
how to shine a light
on complex matters
like female rights while
beating his wife.
She worried about the
homeless
in every breakfast show,
Ladies wear the right
mascara
when the right dude comes
along,
Leave everything behind.
Both sang out of tune
Mud on their shoes
Cash and blood on their
minds
But who gives a dime, peace
doesn't sell
Like sex in the park,
killers and crime.
And there she lied
The beautiful peace child
Like an old rag doll
Stranded on the shore of
life
Spitted out.
IN THE WHITE SAND
In a certain kind of light,
sparkling bright,
my hair is growing white
as love grows old
like pebbles on a beach
sand slipping through
the mind
like time like
you and I
my love,
naked
fragile
in the sand
endlessly
white
MARIAN EIKELHOF
MARIAN EIKELHOF (1963) is a poetand a
psychologistfromthe Netherlandswith a revolutionary background. Her strong
willto change society into a home foreveryoneisreflected in her poetry.
Shewrotethreebookstitled ‘A zero hour contract with life’ in subsequently
Dutch, English and Turk ish. A forthedition in Spanish is on its way.
I declare myself a devoted admirer
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