Happy New Year

Another morning
broken skies
the sun trying
to pass the blockage
in my mind
Another blue day
death is on the horizon
one crisis leads
to the next
Another hopeless soul
lost like
so many
Another day
without a break
a gloomy, irate feeling
a brooding like spittle
grows
on the tip of my tongue
I try to wait
more occasions fading
in and out
of existence
To exist
is to suffer
Another way to escape
set the grass on fire
watch the front lawn
burn          leaving it all behind
lost
in a torrential downpour
of flaming truths
so harmful they sting
Another soulless ritual
wake up brush your teeth
take a piss scratch your ass
scratch
the ripple from behind
your eyes
Another year
what’s the point