Monday, January 18, 2016

Requiem David Bowie (Some Are)

Time exists within the song, held in suspension. Every moment accumulates within us, like ash from the end of a cigarette. How can we weigh smoke? How can we measure what has passed? What do we invest in listening? What does the song instantiate within us?

"Some are winter sun", Bowie sung.

This is an attempt to extract time from the song "Some Are", to make seconds more substantial, so that their passing can be ever more obvious. "Time takes a cigarette." Time leaves dust within us. Time leaves us, finally. You're not alone. You're only shadow, here under the burning light of the winter sun. Where we are all shadow and ash.


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