Welcome to the lastest installment in the David Bowie Found Poetry Project! Eventually, I’ll get a better name for it, but at least this one’s descriptive. If you’re new to the site, you can check out the project’s inception here. After working with “Diamond Dogs,” I decided to loop back to the beginning, and the second poem in this series is crafted with lyrics from the album “Space Oddity.”
Bless You Madly
A found poem of lyrics sourced from the album “Space Oddity”
We broke the ruptured structure built of age,
and I’m not obliged to read you statements of the year,
but my head’s full of murders
where only killers scream.
They say you sparkle like a different girl,
but you cry a little in the dark,
because I’ve got to keep my veil on my face
because I love you badly,
because the rats chew my bones
and there’s a cash machine spitting by my shoulder.
Your strange demand to collocate my mind
scares me into gloom.
The hangman plays the mandolin
before he goes to sleep,
before he sweeps the pillow clean.
He dreams our weapons were the tongues
of crying rage
and his, a phallus in pigtails.
I tell him,
Put your helmet on.
I got eyes in my backside
and I’m stepping through the door.
And as the sunrise stream flickers on me,
no purse of token fortune stands in our way
and my spaceship knows which way to go.
We burnt one hundred days,
and I still hold some ashes to me.
I can’t touch your name—it burns my wall with time,
unwashed and somewhat slightly dazed,
but I paint that love upon a white balloon
and fly it from the toppest top of all the tops.
Which album should I work with next?