Let’s Dance with Bowie
Mime
the me,
zig-zag
the popular
for a palette,
politely steal
a motif
stuck on repeat
for a grand entrance.
Become an opera.
Immortalize
the red shoes
that could exhaust you.
Swirl like a black star
skirting the earth.
Unsettle your dust.
Fall without failing
to expand.
~ LCMH
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