You were the only fawn I have ever loved,
you made me feel that spirit I felt when I was really young
when all was aglow and vibrant green
and seemed like nothing could die or ever leave--
I'd feel that love when you'd sit next to me,
when you'd sit right next to me.
We used to talk all night about nothing and everything,
nothing and everything; in our moonlit field we'd splay our toes
in the grass to feel something real;
I'd feed you and you'd feed me mealy pears from the scraggly trees:
I'd feel full when you'd sit next to me,
and now you don't sit next to me.
Your face was the iris of my sun,
your eyes the guise of my love;
but I couldn't take you everywhere--
I couldn't just leave you there
stuck and time in my mind;
illusory, you were falsely, fabled,
you were fabled in my mind.
You're not the only, not the one perfect form--
we are fractals of the Love supreme that just swarms and grows
and flows and knows--the only way for me to see
was for you to go; and after the dread I have to thank you now,
through the gloom I have to thank you now.
from Gramps Of Wrath,
released July 22, 2017
Vox, guitar: James Kwapisz
Bass: Rick Katterman
Drums: Jesse Grayer