Never Yet in Love - Daniel Romano, The Outfit

Brought to life through ordinary organs\nAnd all the same forsaken as the orphans\nToo dense to hear the thunder or the clap\nA spell to make one bold enough to laugh\nI tried to gain my footing on the stairs\nI stumbled on what never once was there\nI knew not what I longed for or possessed\nThe obscurity of love’s enormous breath\nNever, yet in love\nAcross a smeared unending night\nNever, yet in love\nRang the viciousness of life\nNever, yet in love\nThrough a mass of words I simply don’t remember\nThough I know that I said never\nNever, yet in love\nIn wealth I gazed the sculpted circulation\nIn need, a helping hand at every station\nAnd the difference in the balance of our form\nWas something secret, something darkly warm\nThough I gave in to the whims of fatalism\nAs a vicious little brain-dead organism\nMy unearned love, a floret in the garden\nFrom ordinary organs as I started\nAre we always weak in our beginnings\nAre we always blind to all our winnings\nSee not what we are but what we’ve shed\nThe living form a trade-off with the dead\nNever, yet in love\nAcross a smeared unending night\nNever, yet in love\nRang the viciousness of life\nNever, yet in love\nThrough a mass of words I simply don’t remember\nThough I know that I said never\nNever, yet in love