New Year’s Eve

Happy New Year, all. 2014 was terribly dynamic and dynamically terrible. I don’t believe in happiness and unhappiness anymore. Perhaps, indifference marks the end of glorious age.

Happy New Year

Image by: kezrek

A Party Poem

The party sucked
and I didn’t need a young child’s tears
to know that.

I didn’t care about the windy road
and dancing snow across it
similar to sand
or Aurora Borealis
because you are with me.

Because Joan Jett was singing
full voice and full guitar on our CD.

Because the “friends” we had
abandoned us,
but that was not the smash
that broke the cheesy party.

How can cheese be broken?

Along the windy frozen road
south,
We didn’t even care to see
the frozen beach.

The party is over,
the New Year came
to stay for 365 days
of grace, amazing news and thrilling kisses.

©2015 MK