Reflections of David Bowie

Reflections of David Bowie

Unwashed somwhat slightly dazed
Caught in the steam
Of the new sexual rage
Feeling best when
Communicating on stage
Unfazed by public outrage

In private only my friends
See me unwashed somewhat
Slightly dazed
No victories or defeats
To be measured by
Solely friendship
From those who
Stay be my side

No makeup
No glam
Not that either is a sham
But there is what
I Have to say
Then there is
Who I am

My art
A creation
A snap shot
In time

My essence
My character
That which I am
There you will find

More than
The songs that I sing
The words that I rhyme

So to those that dare
To glimpse beyond
The Tin Can
Of Major Tom

I share my love
Weighted and freed
From the sweat
Of un-showered days
In the cigarette smoke
And inside jokes
There I will be
Unwashed and somewhat
Slightly dazed