Ziggy revisited Earth and wore

a brand-new face to hide his

disgrace. He just wanted the

people to remember the sound

that he gave. But, would any

one be around to remember his

name?

Star dust left in his eyes ,

he thought of another time

when he wowed the young

of planet Earth but what are

memories worth when your

legacy has been left behind,

let go of and forgotten in

a different time?

This time there are no spiders

to back him as he watches his

pretty face fade away.

He sang his old songs like

he was a troubadore only

to hear new melodies take

their place.

He wondered what was the salty liquid

coming from his eyes as he

watched everything he had made

washed away in a substance as

blue as the sky. The pain he felt,

though it was foreign to him, he

could not hide.