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?