You've captured my imagination Charismatic reck In the wake of your devastation I'm your best work yet Fascinating backdrop of romantic poverty Obsessed with herbs and healing cures Obsessed with healing me But you the one that's dying A sudden downpour fading fast Rapidly unwinding To a bitter draft Around your high poetic brow Around your peasant neck A veil of grandiosity Competes with epithets You're better off relying On meteorology That to keep justifying Why you impose on me Your path of mass destruction Will blow by me now You dissipate your energy You cannot knock me down