Sunday, December 23, 2012

Tune Me Out

Goodbye, year bygone
I watch you thundering away 
On your wheels of time
like a train rumbling past

You had barely ruffled my air
with your breeze of motion
Then you decided to crush me
with your last bogie

As December drains away
being sipped away in gulps,
like a lukewarm cup of tea
The final dregs reveal
a  fly in the drink

 I stare at the dead, wet insect
Was this the stuff I was drinking?
What made me retch, I don’t know
Which part of the corpse, in or out

I should close my eyes and drink some water.

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