I LIVE IN A TWO-PENCE HOVEL ON A MUDDY BANK OF THE THAMES
ALL OF MY EPIPHANIES ARE ECLIPSES AND MY WORDS ARE FALLACIES
IN THE DAY I'M TETHERED DOWN IN MY ARMCHAIR WITH DISEASE
BUT IN THE GLOAMING I HAUNT THE EMPTY STREETS
WITH THE VOICE OF A BROKEN WHISPER. THE HANDS OF A CAUSTIC TOUCH
A SKIN OF ASH, A SKELETON CRACKED LIKE EGGSHELL AND A RIBCAGE FALLING IN
INVISIBLE. A MAN COMPOSED OF SILENCE IN THE DIN
I BEG FOR ALMS AND RANSACK THE BINS
MY GREAT AMBITION IS TO BE A HOLLOW MANNEQUIN
SO YOU CAN DRESS ME UP AND CLOTHE ME IN YOUR LIES
I'LL FIT RIGHT IN. I'LL DO MY BEST TO BEHAVE
I'LL WEAR ANY OBSERVATION YOU MAKE
I'LL BE THE MOST CONVINCING FAKE I CAN. THAT'S THE PLAN
YOU SEE, I FLUNKED OUT THE SCHOOL OF HARD KNOCKS BECAUSE I DIDN'T POSSESS GUTS
AND VIOLENCE THAT PEOPLE ARE SO DAMNED FOND OF, THAT AMOUNT TO CONFIDENCE
ALL I HAD WAS A VEIL MADE OF CHAOS AMID STRESS
AND AN IMPOTENT WISH TO INTERJECT. I DID MY BEST. THE EARS WERE DEAF
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