this fragile sparrow of a song,
unassuming, candy apple gray,
resonates with the lingering
and oh so bittersweet
poignancy of a dusty valentine
or a faded and dessicated rose
discovered in a broken shoebox
on the back of a shelf of your childhood.
sent by a disregarded high school beau,
his name forever inscribed in your vanity,
whose unrequited passion you now recall
with desperate fond and foolish nostalgia.
it chokes you with the lump-in-your-throat
lost loveliness of a little-known track
off a seldom played cult album of long ago.
now passion and rejection are memories
from when you used to feel
and you can scarcely remember
the girl you used to be.
Love this album, Nobody’s Fool, by Shakey Graves. Downloaded on Shakey Graves Day in February. Immediate favourites were Wolfman Agenda, Seeing All Red and Pay the Road. Seventh track Love, Patiently was more of a slowburner but has now breached my defences, impregnated my consciousness, set up a camp in the undergrowth and invited its friends round.