it all began with the big bang
and that sudden realization
of the loose arrangement
that binds the race
in instinctual fear
so you’d best cast me out
I have a dreamer’s disease
I’m a philistine and a cannibal
my light comes from within
I got a cut rate education
stolen between knotted sheets
and from the borrowed books
I neglected to return
I was an idiot savant
a music hall visionary
in the insane old charade
called show business
the charm
of that former life
has long since worn thin
the antidote to glamour
is working for a living
everything is hard work
slacking is the hardest of all
mind numbing boredom
scoops your insides out
fills the spaces with stardust
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