I hate countdowns
and all their falsely
obligitory demands.
Oh, here comes the New Year!
Oh, the New Year is here!
Last night with you and my jacket
I holding you
barely holding a note
with the most beautiful
inconsistency
those are the moments
in time that show
true passage
and innovation
We don't wear
watches because
they tell us
that we
have to be somewhere
we know better than that
we are that somewhere
and I fear eight days
from last night
will not be a mere
something
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