as you make your exit
with your usual flair,
note-perfect,
sure of your lines,
the sum of all song.
All the people celebrated in these Otwituaries have, in some way or other, had an effect on me, positive or otherwise...
Long live the breathless;
those on bloody streets
or between bedsheets,
their smiles saying no,
nothing matters,
yet acting like every last
little thing matters.