2020 Vision

Depart

Your time grows short.

No longer welcome here.

Don’t expect a goodbye embrace-

Firm press of fleshy arms

An invitation to quick return.

Rather, I gift you

My dry eyes set ablaze

By a single spark,

My jaw a carefully

Chiseled concrete replica,

The echo of firm footsteps

In determined retreat

In honor of your

Departure.

Goodbye twenty-nineteen.

 

Arrive. 

My Chin tilts expectantly

Towards your fiery glow

On the horizon. This Year

Bring me less.

I pry apart my

Clenched Fingers,

Unfurl the knot of

My Shoulders,

Lay my ramparts

At your feet.

In honor of your

Arrival.

Welcome twenty-twenty.  

 

 

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