Hold up. What was that you said?
An idol of fashion, you shone in the spotlight
Taking over, taking us down
To the stages and ballrooms and screens
With all your wild creations and deep space riddled thoughts
We watched you play, reveling in your genius.
For all you made it seem effortless
And we in our joy and our misery, listened
Influenced by your dreams of stars and the men who visited them
Now, my dear, it is you in heaven.
What was that you said?
Yes. You blew our minds.
“…and the stars look very different today.”
Rest in peace, Mr. Bowie.
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