verbal artillery trained on outsiders passing by
plus the NYC folk music insiders
seated at the Table of Bob
wanting to see inside his mind
and find out Secrets
pick up Crumbs
see if they too can become Dylanesque
while Bob rubs their noses
in their opportunism,
telling them they would never
be as successful as he,
then saving the Silver Bullet
for Phil Ochs--
suggesting that Phil should find
a new line of work,
since he wasn't doing very much
in his current career
Phil handled this withering blast quite well,
offering this assessment of mid-60s Dylan:
"...you really had to be on your toes.
You'd walk into a threshing machine
if you were just a regular guy,
naive and open,
you'd be torn to pieces."
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