R.I.P. David Bowie

The pale man sang on

with unbound energy,

its a crash course for the ravers,

and the music pumping

and he is miming,

sprawling, and we are all

clap and scream for more,

but time has caught up with him

and he now sings from down there,

and we weep as we mourn Aladdin Sane.

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