tyrone farris - And Then I Cry

The loneliness comes
A young burglar awkward
In his craft and obvious
During high noon when i'm home
And wide awake

Or while I sit thinking
Isolated in my quiet solitude
The intrusion
As startling as a window breaking
Makes my heart palpitate

i chase it with a broom
Hurl obscenities
And call out to my god
To condemn it to hell
And then
I cry

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