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

you queue up Blackstar
and all is forgiven
in a rush
of empyreal foreboding

It gets dark early
in listmaking season
turns out our heroes
are not immortal after all

Today is David Bowie’s birthday.