Happy birthday

Happy birthday Lady Gaga and I’ll say it in a poem, ugly ducklings who follow the white Swan and you say it in a song. New York in the winter is the big apple the snow white country took a bite out of. New York is not America said David Bowie once. Sitting inside this Melbourne apartment where I did all my drinking, it’s hard to think of anything else. Famous lives like yours and tameless addictions like mine. A brown eyed lad in a lady’s eyes.