Another Year

Happy new year!
Said the new
But what of the old
Thought I.
Isn’t it great?
We’re never late
And so felt the few
But nought
felt I.

2 Responses to “Another Year”

  1. inky Says:

    Nought felt I
    either,
    nor cared
    for the shouts
    and shrieks
    and empty
    sentiment
    Another New Year
    I’ll have
    and set
    the secret date.

    Don’t be late.

  2. meh Says:

    New Years.
    You must Party
    You must Drink.
    An endless loop…
    So I partied,
    drank,
    partied,
    drank,
    as a song kept playing,
    compelling us all
    to twist
    endlessly,
    twist,
    twist,
    twist;
    drink,
    drink,
    drink —
    I can still hear the song
    in my head…
    Can you?

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