The Epitaph of Clem Atkins

It isn't only in dreams where familiar objects and strange ones exchange their significances. Charting a slightly different course over an old map one that prioritizes looking in new directions above blazing new trails. He's been though this before - an audience too excitable for its own good, millions of flashbulbs going off as though we were standing in a thunderstorm. He knows what will happen. He knows that the crowd won't just shut up and listen.