Lazarus
I was sitting up in my room, not sure what awoke me but I turned on my phone. There it was at 2:30am, David Bowie dead at 69. I’m sitting here and honestly said after another big death reverently, he’s gonna be next isn’t he? We all love him so life is gonna take him and it did. Did I jinx it? No that shits not real but it stung. My words, sour and torn. Now mind you I wasn’t a super fan, I wasn’t oh yesss Bowie!! But I had my time and respected what he made and it was damn good and saved people. Yes, lot of artists have done this but they don’t all stick out as much.
David died the same way my sweet aunt did, cancer. Mother fucking cancer! I’m so over it, what made me sit up longer this morn wasn’t just hearing another hero/artist had died but it wasn’t his time and cancer came along to end it all. He had more show and with no say had it taken away. However a very bright light, this man was strong, I’m sure sad but strong and like a normal person knew it was coming and showed how strong and how far he had Coke and left us a goodbye. He made art, he left us a goodbye with no tears in his eyes and said look forward and remember. We all will and I hope more people take that message with them in this life so maybe they can make better of what’s left of theirs, Thanks Mr. Bowie.














