"This Species of Love" ...an original song by Actaeon...written from May 14-23, 1997 (Note: this song is from my musical-in-progress, "The Phantom Of The Zoo," and is _NOT_ autobiographical (fortunately). It's about a zookeeper who is caught being intimate with his animals, loses his job and finds himself on trial for "abuse." The song takes place while the jury is deliberating and the courtroom is empty.) "This Species of Love" I held my lips so tightly sealed And kept my thoughts and deeds concealed Although I cannot see why I should have to hide There is love in many places In those fond and furry faces And my feelings tear me up from deep inside It hurts to hide from day to day How much I want the world to say That it is safe for me to truly be myself I try to laugh but feel like hell At all the jokes that people tell I have to fake it while my heart sits on a shelf If they could only read my mind Then they would see just how unkind It is to make fun of the different and the new I cause no harm to anyone I do not do this just for fun It is my life, my love, my god, what can I do? Chorus: This species of love is endangered To the hazards of life I'm no stranger If its habitat is shrinking It is due to people's thinking But I cannot hold my breath awaiting change I walked the aisles from dusk 'till dawn It was my duty to check on The many animals whose health was my first care And if one should welcome me Into its heart, how could it be So bad to give it what it could not get elsewhere? We say that animals need love But we have no idea of How true that is until they make their feelings clear They ask for love in many ways The begging paw, the piercing gaze We shun their urges for we don't want them that near The subtle cues that life forms give To signal they would like to live Much closer to us than we may have ever known Are lost on those who do not see Or those who turn away and flee From honest sentiments an animal has shown Chorus: This species of love is threatened I don't like the looks that I'm gettin' All the carnivores are smiling And their gaze is so beguiling And I know I'm just a snack along the way But to those folks who realize The meaning in those big brown eyes There are rewards that simply cannot be explained The purest love's a simple pleasure With a partner who won't measure Your performance or your size or cause you pain It's not for everyone, it's true You can't be trained to be a zoo You must be born, you can't be made to find it nice If you are zoo, you'll find out soon Some horse or dog will make you swoon And just to be with it you'll pay most any price I've paid the ultimate for mine There is a chance I may serve time And be forbidden to be with the love I claim What other lifestyles can there be In which the victims aren't set free But are instead convinced that they are who to blame? Chorus: This species of love is frightened Conclusions are drawn, nooses tightened What seems inane or sickening Is what sets my pulse to quickening Any fool can see you need more time to think Despite the jury's padded walls I hear the laughs and hooting calls Of jurors having fun at my expense and "sin" I cannot fault them for their mirth For they were all of "normal" birth But all the same it makes me sad to hear them grin When they come out, what will have passed? Will I have lost my job at last? Will I be banned from every place that's made me smile? Will I be made to wear a sign That tells the world about my crime A scarlet "Z" across my chest for "Zoophile"? At least a "Z" means "zoophilist" It beats a "B" for "bestialist" There's more to being "Z" than "B," I hope they've heard And if the verdict that they bring Is that I need some counseling How can they ever know for certain I am cured? Chorus: This species of love is uncertain As to whom I'm supposed to be hurtin' I don't need no Deprovera Or that talk show host Rivera I just want to hug my dog until they're through Immune to thoughts of church and state Inside that room they choose my fate Dear foreman, help them make that choice with open minds Please tell the judge to set me free Give back my animals to me And prove that love and justice both are truly blind I am no threat to man or beast Your kids are safe, from me at least The schoolyard bullies are a far more gruesome foe So point your fingers, tell your jokes, I can withstand your jabs and pokes And when you're done with me, please dust me off and go Just let me be with who I choose If I'm at home, what can you lose? I'll close the doors and shades to keep you in the dark I'm not demanding special rights Just want to hold my loved ones tight The same as anyone whose lover doesn't bark Chorus: This species of love won't be eaten By predators who think he's beaten While I keep my love in hiding It's my time I will be biding Till the closet door is broken down at last
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