the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

New Years in December

Red blood cells rush
From the heart to the head
"Buh-bump!" goes the thump
As my eyes turn red.

But outside of the lens
The light starts to bend
In a shower of smoke and light
The pyrotechnician
Lit the fuse early...
But frankly, I don't mind.
Rockets burst in the sky
As tears burst from her eyes
That she shyly wipes with her hand.
She inhales the smoke
Her one last drag
Holding on to what's left to have...

My childhood.
Don't let it kill you, I'm going to make you proud.

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