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Krista Detor

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from Flat Earth Diary

MARIETTA    
Lyric by Krista Detor                                              Music by Krista Detor & George Detor

Marietta drinks her coffee from a broken coffee cup
Always from the same cup and I am always falling in
Coffee drips onto the table from the broken cup
And I am undone in the sweet sticky rings
I am undone in the transient things

Light falls from the air on Marietta when she’s sleeping
Shrouds and thorns and crosses burning on the hill and I am dreaming

Marietta smiles on Sunday if I am very quiet.
She smiles at the Sunday paper, sometimes she smiles at me
And I might get up and walk across the room – but maybe I won’t
I won’t if I don’t,
and the sun’ll come up like the sun always does

Light falls from the air on Marietta when she’s sleeping
Shrouds and thorns and crosses burning on the hill and I am dreaming

I know of a sound unlike any other,
It’s hollow and ashen and whispers of sin
A sound in the night unlike any other
The brush of the flannel against her dry skin

And I will not leave this room or the spot on the mirror
Where I breathed a fog and it stayed there for years and years,
little xs and os and I watched myself sleeping and crying and dreaming
and I have tried, but Marietta and I won’t be leaving

Light falls from the air on Marietta when she’s weeping
Shrouds and thorns and crosses burning on the hill and I am dreaming
of Marietta in a church in New Orleans
I’m speaking of shapes and rattlesnakes and God’s own incongruity
Marietta with the pin-curled hair
It was only me who put her there
while we were sleeping.
She never felt my breathing

but my breathing, Marietta
is all that’s keeping me here

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updated: 5 years ago