2021
Here comes the jovial question
Adorned with everything festive
It hides under the floorboards
And swings it’s premises like a tempest
Are you ready for the new year?
Deep down you know there’ll be snow
And goats and girls with endless throats
Maybe even fear’s fear somewhere in the rear
To make it scamper like a dog
Or fulfill its resolution’s jog
Tell me honestly,
Have the halls shown a different shade?
Is the lady gonna change her ways?
Will your conscience ever be clear?
And are you ready for the new year?
Stories crawl around the avenues
Cold weather spreads it’s rampant blues
For the sunken fellow and his mogwai companion
Sleeping behind the horse’s wagon
Tell me more about your firework cannon
Tell me more about the shared love through foggy windows
It’ll echo in this concrete valley
Once the blanket pulled over the fire,
And by jove it did,
The sandman was distorted into my liking,
he grew much, much higher.
Other than hippie hymns and trippy pins
I think being unconscious in bed is the best it’s ever been
The past gave the future,
who promised the present a pleasant pheasant with no result,
a star filled with hope the shape of a bison.
There was an obvious liaison,
So the present caught notice and mangled the star into a bat.
Chaos ensued and
we have only but to thank the trio for 2020 being so crap.
Black lashes of intimacy, murder, and mischief fluttered
She wore a bob and called it
the product of kismet and her mother
She came to the bar, like others, enthralled
Midnight was coming
Like the cider sidecar she had called
To start this New Years running
Suddenly something arose from down the hall
“Are you ready for the new year?”
My plan for 2021 is to make my eggs more geometric
I want to witness the bombs go off
I’m tired of seeing this year shed it’s skin
With hypnotic rain dancing atop acid streets
You’re no lizard king, y’know
We’ll erect a different steeple,
Or climb a separate cyprus
Now you have the opportunity to turn that vampire studio
Into a field filled with poppies and the cure for polio
Change is coming into fruition, my friend
Believe me
We all came together in the place with no darkness
Towers scrape the heavens and shed a blinding hiss
Dogs ears bled
The girl with the bob drank water instead
Paramount, the spirits abound were compared to the hissy-fit smoke
Look! An artificial aurora of seducing lights!
Speeding, and weaving, and feeding
Let us not waste the night we have patiently waited for!
They all said “You want some lights? Here's some more!”
This isn’t the pool to dip your cautious toes into
This isn’t some run-of-the-mill lightning-patterned pantomime
The stage presence is very much so different this time
Listen to the coliseum crowd go wild
Now let me whisper it with a smile
I’ll say it again, but in the intervals of earthquaking cheer,
Are you
Ready
For the
New year?