to the year that has passed and all its happenstance so long to all the crosswords left unsolved farewell to the books i stack everywhere have faith to the sky that does not know if it wants to rain or snow may you find peace to my neighbor who rakes the leaves that fall from my tree on his lawn i wave from the window to all the dead batteries in the back of the desk drawer i’m sure we’ll meet again to last year’s new year’s eve seven-layer dip on the bottom shelve of the fridge sorry i let you down to the empty gum wrapper blowing around in the gutter enjoy your travels to the cable tv news and the loons who scream on the bus good show to all the potholes on east alameda avenue that never get fixed stay true and to the new year that approaches with all its nervous verve i say ok
note: submitted for publication 12-31-22. i turned off the comments because these are just updated reposts, for my own organizational purposes, comments and whatnot would be redundant