Giving Everything Away

It’s hard

to pick a favorite

when swaddled with loss

tucked in penitence

caught flat-footed

Interstellar traveler

you’re a rock star

but your eyes

register discontent

earned with senescence

Cockily

you queue up Blackstar

and all is forgiven

in a rush

of empyreal foreboding

It gets dark early

elegiac

in listmaking season

turns out our heroes

are not immortal after all

Today is David Bowie’s birthday.