Vermis Meridiem

More Stars than There are

Month: January, 2016

Some Lights

Lights_Shadows

                                                  Are better left off

Bottom of the Brew

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Censorship Properly Done

Bathroom

Late New Beginnings

Fireworks
Up
In Air,

Exuberantly
Succinct,
Leaving one
Dazed, staring glassy-eyed
Into weightless fumes.

The many aggregates
Of last year
And those
Of the many years
Before it
Linger on—

Into yet
Another
Set of days—

New year, Same you;
Can’t have Enough
Unfinished—

Nothing but
Rusty
Old chains.

But love,
Do
Feel different,
For destined
We are
To Hope
And to make Believe:

With the Advent
Of this New Year,
Our slates 
Are once more
Rendered  Pristine.

Departures

Foggy_Takeoff

                    Some, upon their abrupt returns, leave but blurry dreams.