I sit
No, I lie
Yes
It is New Years Day
There is an ache in my arms
Time runs away when I do not watch
And stares me down if I do so

It is New Years Day
I still lie
Why prepare
Why brace for anything
The morning won't seem possible
The precipice will go unseen
And down below, somebody has poisoned the water

It is New Years Day
No
I cannot answer your questions
No
There will not be a spot of grace
No
There will  be no name yelled in anguish at the last second
No
It has always been too early and too late
Let me lie