Celebrations and pledges beguile the
verge of a year like
water and ice.
Layers of garments, a
dive head first into imagined worlds.
Melting into your work
A pause
For an ailing loved one
And
The Mundane.
The dream ladles out of you
Like thick honey
Encasing your ambition for the soft heat of the sun.
You lay bare your skin, behold heartache and
budding green leaves.
Your face in an aging parent.
You audit and tag affection,
granting fondness inwards.
Trite ordinary routine like parasites
agitate your seething viscera.
On your restless sea you are transported
A climactic moment that comes too soon
For you desire more time before
This Joyous feast becomes your naked truth.
rikicarignan 
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