New Year’s Eve
Dec 31, 2020
Don’t you love it
when the sky is on fire
Gold is a sign for hope
Like the knight who returned
A shining shape, metallic cut
against the hill’s want for soft
in the last second
the last resort
before the headsman pulls the wire
everyone will hold
their breath at once
to burn their words
in tonight’s bonfire.
Happy 2021 to you all, including Where Angels Fear ;)
