a good conspiracy

Show Do Tell: A Reading Series & Art Review

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 Hanging 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 lapsed Catholic kid Uncovering what the secular worship The downtown world, the better future The hijacked producing an exception I took notes on 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, secure the evidence While the Flushing Bay turns gray 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 Your 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