late for an appointment at 4:30

Late for an appointment at 4:30, while David Bowie sings ‘rock & roll suicide’

I like to drive over bridges,
drive underwater through fishes,
and coral is the name of a rotting tube
of lipstick.

Here he is a boy still, dancing
across the street to find my friends and lose them
Twice before they’re found again-
drunk down the aisles of a CVS
where you can buy wine after the bars are closed, make strange decisions

while we laugh and pull another lever, find the one
that has a lighter & spend too much time between
the brands of cigars. (Big decisions, these). Long & full
sway in the big easy

notions of it big & easy
danced across the street. Another hour
we can forget to be hungry
and hangover our laps, look silly at one another
in a big red hat at karaoke singing david bowie, david bowie
& time takes a cigarette.