Ouch

After you
my dear
when tickling me
to try
and make me
laugh,
I cut myself
licking
my brand new
knife
and split
my tongue
in half

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Bowie

Shining starman
Galactic eyes
This lyrical labyrinth
His myth in disguise

Fallen to earth
Blessed with dark voice
His majestic apparel
And intellectual poise

Shy oddity
Golden hair
Humble chameleon
With androgynous flair

Magical star lit
In a theatrical maze
Graciously styled
A visual daze

Talented genius
Majored in Tom
Gracious Jones
My musical bomb

Divided

Divided
By peace
And anarchy
I ride the clouds
And watch
My rebellious powers
Embedded in flowers
Colourful and bold
Determine
My inner revolution
Divided
That’s my conclusion