| My Thoughts on the New Year |
[Jan. 6th, 2006|04:06 pm] |
The New Year
The bare house yawns at the unadorned Christmas tree
in the mundane emptiness of
an early January afternoon
I scrape some dried cookie dough off the Kitchenaid
and ready my glittery party dress
for the cleaner’s
The mailman has brought a final trickle
of late, stray holiday greetings
from far-off friends I wish would visit
And the blank new year feels like
a stiff pair of new shoes
when I’d rather wear my old comfortable ones |
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