Gentlemen, this is my last press conference
I know how he felt, he was on to them
but they were on to him too he knew the rules
before he felt free to break them but this
was worse this was nihilism with a human farce
the bastards he'd beat them yet some remain obscure
some are obscure and later become popular
some posthumously some never if everyone
says you're no good you could be great
or no good some look at what's there and see
what isn't which makes them visionaries,
ex-eulogists for Robert F. Kennedy, or dupes
of doubletalk who have seen the future
and know it's a basket full of discarded documents
some quit some conquer their appetite
and thus achieve the desired thinness