#nyepoem
If I state I’m going to do something
then don’t, as often happens,
then I’ve planted a ***** seed
that’ll grow into a choking vine,
not free, or wise
So dark January resolutions
might help Calvinists,
or masochists, or both,
but for the rest of us
comfort in our skins is better
I have no preach for you
to do this: just listen
Your own heart cries and sings
all day, every day
and you will beat yourself
far harder, over cheese and *****
than anyone who loves you would
So go inward a while and think,
and even if your conclusions
don’t match the zeitgeist,
love you, as we do
Jan 1, 2022
Jan 1, 2022 at 1:12 PM UTC
First footing towards
what could be bridge or precipice,
hard to tell in the usual mists
of another spin round the sun
The groundhog sting
has left us wary of what’s to come:
with an alphabet begun
how many masks need to be worn
before omega calls?
But the sun is shining
and it’s abnormally warm,
so that’s good,
isn’t it?
Dec 31, 2021
Dec 31, 2021 at 7:26 AM UTC
You know that noise
they like to use in the movies
right now?
The one that sounds like
discordant foghorns falling
bwaaaarmmm
as the big bad arrives?
That’s 2022 that is,
bring the popcorn and watch
Dec 28, 2021
Dec 28, 2021 at 3:38 PM UTC