Happy New Year

"I wonder if I know what you mean" she said as I was leaving

"I wonder if you wonder" I said as I shut the door

Then I get in and turn on,  look both was and push down.

I should be heading home, but im not…

no time to start doing the right thing now.

 

I need a drink…And i will have it

the only question is burbon or wine

hard…or soft….

the driving rain or the falling snow.

ill take the later…

I dont feel like fighting tonight

i feel like tasting the snow

soft as your muffled cry into your hot white pillow

 

Then i get on and turn in, look one way and come down

I open the bottle and pour

soft…

but its so god damn hard………………..

 

 

there is a single blood red tear running down the side of the dead green bottle

Just one small drop

and it rolls

and i drink….and roll with it.

 

then it hits the bottom and forms a ring

and its perfect…like a shark….like an edge on a knife…

only endless

one small drop…into one perfect ring

blood red and endless…

fucking perfect

 

but only after it hits bottom…

 

 

 

happy new year