8 min

Intruder Show Do Tell: A Reading Series & Art Review

    • Music

My Inner-life’s centered
Like a good conspiracy
My back was turned overlong
Toward some memory
Where I was who they wanted to be

Faded photograph
Wrapped in a robe outside
The church
I wrote these words
Corporate daddy
Told me their worth
It was dignified work

Contaminated future bats
Taking selfies in a cave
But drink up your idealism
And think positive thoughts
Today
Cause someone will
Pay

Riding out the rain
In my mind
Underground
Guess I could’ve been someone else
If I weren’t so proud
To make this sound

I need an intruder
Nothing is not wrong
I’ve serenaded this brick wall
Through seven cycles of dawn

Internally rage at betrayal
While grinding up the seaside fortress
It’s a strange trip for a Catholic kid
Uncovering what the secular worship
The downtown world, the better future
The hijacked producing an exception
Couldn’t understand their lesson
How home should be a weapon



Well this guy from Queens
Don’t self-destruct
Because fate disobeyed
I walked my dog, I rollerbladed
Watched the Yankees play
On a blank summer day

The swan shrieked
On the trashy surf
Protecting her cygnet
We were on the trail above
Each backed up a step
Knew exactly what she meant

Synchronized
With the wind
Rolling by sunset silhouettes
A perfectly good day dies
We pay our respects
To the millisecond vignette

Objectivity
In the creature’s evening
Clingers crawling up my hair
An editor offers per-diem hours
Am I supposed to care?
Whether the city’s still there?

Carpe diem, the humidity strengthens
The illusion of actual
Time today
Edit some pages, scoop up her crap
I’m really making my way
Beside the Long Island Expressway

I need an intruder
Nothing is not wrong
Pushing away the truth
Has not made me strong

Control the sun-slant on the road
Regulate patterns of behavior
I am the undercover man
Their invisible next-door neighbor
Human contact can be too much
I dulled the arrow of my love
I couldn’t conceive a soul like you
Setting it once more, airborne, above

My Inner-life’s centered
Like a good conspiracy
My back was turned overlong
Toward some memory
Where I was who they wanted to be

Faded photograph
Wrapped in a robe outside
The church
I wrote these words
Corporate daddy
Told me their worth
It was dignified work

Contaminated future bats
Taking selfies in a cave
But drink up your idealism
And think positive thoughts
Today
Cause someone will
Pay

Riding out the rain
In my mind
Underground
Guess I could’ve been someone else
If I weren’t so proud
To make this sound

I need an intruder
Nothing is not wrong
I’ve serenaded this brick wall
Through seven cycles of dawn

Internally rage at betrayal
While grinding up the seaside fortress
It’s a strange trip for a Catholic kid
Uncovering what the secular worship
The downtown world, the better future
The hijacked producing an exception
Couldn’t understand their lesson
How home should be a weapon



Well this guy from Queens
Don’t self-destruct
Because fate disobeyed
I walked my dog, I rollerbladed
Watched the Yankees play
On a blank summer day

The swan shrieked
On the trashy surf
Protecting her cygnet
We were on the trail above
Each backed up a step
Knew exactly what she meant

Synchronized
With the wind
Rolling by sunset silhouettes
A perfectly good day dies
We pay our respects
To the millisecond vignette

Objectivity
In the creature’s evening
Clingers crawling up my hair
An editor offers per-diem hours
Am I supposed to care?
Whether the city’s still there?

Carpe diem, the humidity strengthens
The illusion of actual
Time today
Edit some pages, scoop up her crap
I’m really making my way
Beside the Long Island Expressway

I need an intruder
Nothing is not wrong
Pushing away the truth
Has not made me strong

Control the sun-slant on the road
Regulate patterns of behavior
I am the undercover man
Their invisible next-door neighbor
Human contact can be too much
I dulled the arrow of my love
I couldn’t conceive a soul like you
Setting it once more, airborne, above

8 min

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