by Gerard Quain

Created on: January 05, 2011

All is lost in the new years eve haze

Resolutions made in haste

On the steps, beneath a ringing bell

A new year defeated before it began

The lipstick stained collar

Kissed, but by who

The aromatic scent in your nostrils

The empty pockets, no jingle left 

Courage, courage, the screaming spirit cries

All secrets told in flashback 

The waiting worry

The promises made in a drunken stupor

The new year noose takes its grip

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