poem, band pictures

i’m sorry to say
i no longer believe
the in-between lies
that made it seem so real:
what was stolen away
will become my lost cause;
the way you taught me to cry
fake tears, i shudder to think
anything could mean less
than the unrequited love
hiding in your feel-good
presentations of sincerity.

i love my band. we’re good. and getting better. so come see us play in our hour of growth. then you can say you saw father maple before…well, before we broke up, at least. but that could be in 9 years, so you probably have time. anyway, we’re playing @ the soundstage in conway on friday the 15th of july with bear flag revolt. your face will be on the floor.