Week 437 // The Fake First Signs of a Season

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The fake first signs of a season
Holding up hope to believe in
Holding anything bright
To walk away
Just to walk away
I am awash in the moonlight
I am laid bare in the sunlight
Everything I have obscured
Is plain to see
I am plain to see
I am smaller now
I am honest now
I am golden now
I’m beholden now
And I am open to you

The fake first signs of a season
Holding up hope to believe in
Holding anything bright
To walk away
Just to walk away
I am awash in the moonlight
I am laid bare in the sunlight
Everything I have obscured
Is plain to see
I am plain to see
I am smaller now
I am honest now
I am golden now
I’m beholden now
And I am open to you

Notes
First things first: it’s April Fools Day, and I have to admit that I completely believed the viral news of the day that “Billy Corgan Is Taking Over Nirvana For a 2019 Tour”. I’m not linking the article here because I feel stupid. I had dizzy 90s kid fever dreams of watching the Smashing Pumpkins frontman absolutely demolish Cobain’s immortal catalogue somewhere in a North American arena this summer… until I actually read the article, and noticed that it was a total farce. I hate this “holiday”. But still, the spirit of the day is seasonally appropriate. Spring fools us again and again with false starts and outright lies for weeks on end, until, little bye little, it actually arrives. We, along with the spring, shed our winter defenses in fits and starts. Disingenuously at first, and then with full intention, we husk away the layers and the extra baggage, and we let our guard down.

~M.E.

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