Mortal Cupid

from by Michael Macrone

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What I have done,
or what I remember doing,
pounds like a drum;
it sounds like a distant booing.

Half of it all was stupid;
half was the channel for a ghost,
the ghost of a mortal Cupid,
whose arrows would break, or bend at most.

I have a closet full of feathers, shattered shafts and twine.
And while nothing can bind them together, if it’s not divine,
they’re all that’s left of what’s mine.

How do you pray without kneeling?
How do you feel not feeling?
How many questions plague your mind?

There are sixty million Web sites
with a billion different insights.
What special knowledge can’t I divine?

I have a closet full of feathers, shattered shafts and twine.
And while no one can bind them together, if she’s not divine,
they’re all that’s left of what’s mine.

So I’m nearly blind and dumb;
all I have are my ears.
At the core I’m really just numb,
but for the melodies.

Oh I can talk and talk,
and talk and talk and talk.
But my words are only just stock—
the very clichés I used to mock.

I have a closet full of feathers, shattered shafts and twine.
And while she might bind them together, if she had the time,
they’re all that’s left of what’s mine,
of what’s mine.

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from Icicles and Sand, released April 19, 2016
Written and performed by Michael Macrone
with Rob Seidenberg (piano, organ, bass).
Arranged by Michael Macrone and Rob Seidenberg.
Produced, mixed, and engineered by Rob Seidenberg.
© 2016 Michael Macrone

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