New Year's Eve

scatter last year into glances
as a world war radio awaken in the future would
make the loud sound of this world ending burst
take my hand and
as you feel the Grand Canyon and all seas
being swept away
just close your eyes and listen

Truth be told

I mean... no, listen... you know that
in our society
youth out rates old
tall out rates short
beautiful out rates smart
so...
mine???
by mistake maybe
borrowed
for a while
or due to lack of anything else to do
This is a man of his own church
his own faith and belief
To be dared with a stick
be indicated where to hop on the
stretched strings and
when to wave a paw to the crowd
jump through burning circles and
stand on two legs
without a single roar...
this man is the beast of his circus
the, I tell you, the!
The One!

beautiful and blind
an ought to
no harm to the world
just sorrow

but what about the ancient call inside of you?