Testo Faintly Falling Ashes

another senseless week

of crowded thoughts

and crooked teeth

morning frost and frozen sidewalks
all those days that burn inside us

swell up in the silence

of snowflakes falling magically



but the magic fades into the memory

sleigh bells ringing

laughing all the way

cold hands of winter grasp
as i gasp for breath

is this my last?

no thoughts of dying

no more self loathing for today



so deck the halls with drunken folly

swallow resolutions

line our stomachs with illusions

car engines sputtering

like these smoke filled dreams

mistletoes and colored lightbulbs

and the kiss of winter

fades into the memory

angels singing

lift me off the ground

yesterday is frozen in the revery

tomorrow is melting

let's raise our glasses

to these faintly falling ashes