A New Year
Jan. 1st, 2007 09:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
As it's another month, it's time for another poem. But one about beginning a new year? Silly people; that would be far too logical!
Dracula
Lisa Jarnot
To be dead, to be really dead,
That must be glorious.
Bela Lugosi
safe in heaven dead or heaven in
the safely dead the normal
deadly safety of the happy
hunting dead firs on the
roadsides that are gory near the
side of me that's happy in the
castle with the rodents that are
light blue in the moonlight and
in deadness that is warm beds
that is happy to be leaning
toward the window with the
moonlight with a list of all the
mammals that are named and are
peculiar, in their castles,
making up what is the sum of me
with wolves that are beside me,
in this simple snake inside the
window with the wings and you
the moonlight, and tomorrow I
will walk out to the park, to
where the heaven where the sun
is where it sets.
Dracula
Lisa Jarnot
To be dead, to be really dead,
That must be glorious.
Bela Lugosi
safe in heaven dead or heaven in
the safely dead the normal
deadly safety of the happy
hunting dead firs on the
roadsides that are gory near the
side of me that's happy in the
castle with the rodents that are
light blue in the moonlight and
in deadness that is warm beds
that is happy to be leaning
toward the window with the
moonlight with a list of all the
mammals that are named and are
peculiar, in their castles,
making up what is the sum of me
with wolves that are beside me,
in this simple snake inside the
window with the wings and you
the moonlight, and tomorrow I
will walk out to the park, to
where the heaven where the sun
is where it sets.