perched on the memory
of childhood’s tomb
of old-world love letters
carved in bedroom runes
a flawed translation of
your eyes in the dark
down the moonlit mountain
to the ramshackle heart
of this blurry old ark
I hold dear
perched on humanity
bray and babel us heathens
building a bric-a-brac model of
a ruined teenage eden
scrape the dirt from your hands
and head home with the sun
lovers kissed by lips like leather
from your purse
take the heather
start over building
our bowers again
relic by relic
we build the bower
in the canopied trees
of our mothers and fathers
a primitive memory
carries our wings
over paradises lost
to all the useless things
that we cannot bring with us
Perched on a second chance
it’s the last one standing, in a forest of ash
while a pilgrim sews tomorrow’s hopes
in the aftermath
in 50 years, the children build a tire swing
while the bowerbirds sing
a thousand more, the woods are blazing,
as fanatics burn their way toward the pilgrim’s true meaning
Crash City Saints are Kalamazoo, Michigan's timeworn torch-bearing shoegazers. Josh Garman is my friend and psychedelic hero. Keep fighting the good fight, brother! UUNO
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