intruder

[saw]

shove that negativity
off the edge, into the captive abyss....
can that thing in any way help you fly ?

you need currents of love-thyself, baby
not dead air
you can't see the majesty with night vision

listen darlin', when you feel that
greasy little weasel stickin' his nose
in your business, slam the door

right in his fat fuck face
tell him to bugger off, ain't no room
at the inn charlie brown !

train yourself
to identify his presence in the room
learn the foul stench

of the intruder