Fresh Start

it’s the eve of

new year’s

and it’s snowing

puffs of flakes

in sugar cube sorrow

clinging to the

tips of

frozen pussywillows

firm cotton-like

wispy down

clumps of

cauliflower

observing people

drunkenly careen across

the whited out

blacktop

infants daring to

take their

first steps

they all have plans

i’m sure

resolutions are easy

before you start

let’s wait to see

if they greet

tomorrow

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