@DOLLAR TREE,all Xmas glitter is marked down
New Year beads and wampum shine on shelves
so we might forget blood sacrifice,carved families
served under slaughtered trees with empty lights attached
Bacchus rolls out with Dionysius-they want to party!
Horns will blare a noisy birth into a second hand year
Wars distance ,terror close,insecurity,everywhere a war zone
Shop quickly and avoid the rush!Pile drinks high to distract
For if we asked what really is so "new"about this year
the birthed child would abort in shock at clarity and focus
Crowds melt into individuals,noise abate,meditation replace blaring muzak
Are we not lucky to have cliches?To kiss strangers,lie resolutions
pretend all has changed when we cannot?
Midnight comes before high noon.Moon still watching.
What will be become in our New Year's skin
if not who we were to begin ?
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