They called me onto the stage to talk about my book
The host sat on the floor as if to humble himself
But didn't show any interest in it's content
Just it's impact on the market
Like a hippy who would ask what kind of clothes to wear
To better meditate and get closer to unity
He did hold the audience in his hand
As if they were just guinea fowl
I could see my achievement was recognized
But in a way where media imposed it's dilution
Then there was the cults that frequently reached out to me
begging me to make their quirky groups official
Book signings were exhausting and required security
Scanning and searching for any Chapmans
The lonliness of obscurity
To lonliness of fame
As I was signing those books
Smiling my smile
One in five had actually got it
But that was more than enough for me... to keep writing
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