This poem is about a past love. Different when he was in and out of the spotlight. And, he always wore a bow tie. Hence the title.
In the dark the creature is hidden, but the light seeps through and reveals what you didn't. A human body, but a brute face. The body is sacred, but the face is a disgrace. Is it only an animal face you keep? Or does the animal resemblance exist more deep? Delicacy wasn't mixed with brutality… Continue reading Secrets of Society