In real life, I am really dull.
So I made a persona:
A poet who goes everywhere –
To Spain, to Arizona —
Who plumbs the depths of human heart,
And gauges those in power;
Who sings upon a concert stage
And climbs the highest tower —
Instead of just some bald guy, who
By accident of birth
Was made to say things rhythmically
His days upon the earth
To make a world of sound and word
That’s rich, alive, and full —
Instead of being what he is:
That’s really,
Really
Dull
