New Years Eve

photo by hungrybison

Amateur drunks wearing paper hats,

acting as if they are world weary hobos.

Passing a bottle, warming their hands over a flaming barrel,

philosophizing on how hard their lives are.

After the fireworks and kisses,

after the last of the booze,

they exit this world, they exit the streets.

Leaving behind empty champaign bottles,

the cold, the flaming barrel.


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