he ate one fish and
thirty seven hair-thin fish bones
got stuck in his brain
he never saw the light of the day again
his head got stuck in his 70s basement
where he dreamed he was a Spider Man
and in the end he became a bullshit dispenser
call it department of subtle misinformation
sensory distractions, facts iterations
he does his job well, so well
he confused his own nerves
and his demanding clientele
for whom he composed bullshit lines
that open any shrewd wallet
but only if they believe that
the fish he ate made him all-knowing
and they keep paying him, in kind
and they desperately do, translate: gladly
believing that they believe that he is the one
to know the way of fulfilled wishes
of being pleased and ever-pleasing
untouched by anything unpleasant
for such is the tao of a real proud loser
without a song in his heart
but plenty on his lips
thirty seven hair-thin fish bones
got stuck in his brain
he never saw the light of the day again
his head got stuck in his 70s basement
where he dreamed he was a Spider Man
and in the end he became a bullshit dispenser
call it department of subtle misinformation
sensory distractions, facts iterations
he does his job well, so well
he confused his own nerves
and his demanding clientele
for whom he composed bullshit lines
that open any shrewd wallet
but only if they believe that
the fish he ate made him all-knowing
and they keep paying him, in kind
and they desperately do, translate: gladly
believing that they believe that he is the one
to know the way of fulfilled wishes
of being pleased and ever-pleasing
untouched by anything unpleasant
for such is the tao of a real proud loser
without a song in his heart
but plenty on his lips
