“Happy New Year”A Poem by Steven Pottle
“Happy new year?”
Rushing about Nothing achieved What is the point to this resented life? Stressed heads Bitten nails Why do we go from where we always want to be? I never know which way to fall… Into your arms or straight to the floor? Since we’ve been living here You’ve started kissing differently We all need to connect over something other than work and TV We need to feel alive again, not living through the success of someone else I heard about some silly celebration over the other side of the city… Let’s go, I know we are knackered, shattered, battered and still knackered But if we don’t do it now then we never will So the journey to the other side wasn’t interesting enough to mention…let’s just say that we are there late enough to have to quickly catch up. I didn’t know who to speak to first Passed around the bar and the dancefloor Since we’ve be laughing and dancing You’ve started kissing me Fresh heads Painted nails Glad that we bothered to travel to where we’ve always wanted to be Rushing about But something achieved That’s the secret of surviving this resentful life… “Happy new year!!!” © 2010 Steven Pottle |
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