Sunday, January 1, 2012


To make no resolutions,
To compose no lyric poems,

To offer no predictions,
To perceive no patterns,

To repeat no offenses,
To return to no crime scenes

Recognizable as such.

To discover the never
Hidden inside the always,

To neglect constellations
And forget about the stars,

To reinvent prosodies
As mystical narratives,

To sack the Roman calendar.

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