Auld Lang Syne

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Is it irony a brilliant  
cycle of 365 days  
arrives as a shadow  
crawling over the globe  
like a gelatinous slug  
 
A transparent angel  
of its own accord  
Its rhythmic waves  
of muscular contraction  
secreted by a mucus foot  
 
Glistening remains  
of Auld Lang Syne carved  
across the frosted glass  
as though a tomb of stone  
~  
 
 
 
Author's note: They say what you're doing at midnight reflects the upcoming year. I can't think of a better intention to set than poetry and being  with someone you trust followed by a peaceful sleep of no regrets.  
 
Happiest of New Years from North Carolina. May the Great Spirit of the Universe bless your every wish with peace, love, and happiness this 2017. And most importantly, may you always see the beauty in everything.