When I first met him

He looked me straight in the eye

He was all grinning teeth

He let himself in where my grandfather napped

On that faded sofa in the tv room

Course, we expected him to go soon

O Plain Tendency!

We meet again -

I’ve met you too often

I don’t know what to do

When I see your grin

You hollow me out from within

When I next met him

Only three months more

When he took my daddy too

My halfshut eyelids withdrew to the floor

As they moved his body to an unmarked van

The silence hung upon the walls of the den

Until it roared

O Plain Tendency!

We meet again -

I’ve met you too often

I don’t know what to do

When I see your grin

You hollow me out from within

So now I sit still

I will wait ‘till nightfall

When my head turns blank

I am at ease with his swiftness with my kin

But I can’t forget the face I invented

And placed in my recollection -

Yeah, I regret the day I met him

I sit and wait for this

Plain Tendency -

My heart is full

With a grief so elemental

It can be split no further

By distraction or whim

So I ask you as a friend -

When will I see you again, again, again?