happy new year

two-way street

where’s the beginning

is this the end?

my favourite folk song

bitter but uplifting

clinical but hopeful

isn’t that the only way to be ?

driving my bike

down the unfamiliar hill

it’s the holiday

but why everything is so empty?

firecrackers scattered on the ground

i don’t know if i should let go

both of my hands and just

let the sunset take me away

these celebratory moments

you’re supposed to be happy, right?

put up your smiley faces and say

the cliched happy new year’s wishes

when there’s absolutely nothing new

with you.

how to get out

how to escape the inevitable misery

please,

let me know.

t.l.