Didn't people die every day that you did whatever it was that you did before the day that you died? All while the uncomfortable truth emerged and whispered that you made no good goddamn difference, while the others stress to burnish into new time the lie that says that even that has got to stand good for something, even if, in truth, it was good for absolutely nothing.
Wednesday, May 15, 2019
David Bowie / Ashes to Ashes
"Ashes to ashes, fun to funky, we know Major Tom's a junkie."
When I submit to the brilliance of this piece, a soft concussion blasts me into new places, the stylis penetrates into the groovy cleavage and I immediately improve my condition; "I'm happy, I hope you're happy, too."