A Story For Buddy (Part 1 of 6): The January of December

I could not, for the life me, stop writing lately. Its like the floodgates have been opened for 3 years of collected thoughts and emotions ... It's like I just have to write for some reason. I ended up with this theme-based set of poems. I managed to write six. Six! I can't believe I wrote six. And 5 of them I wrote in one sitting. Man, I must really be sad. The first one is a story for the start of the .. affair? The start of december. The 2nd actually, my birthday, of all things.

the january of december

the second of days ring me on
send me through another revolution

the quiet broken by a joyous fawn
a slave to the insatiable tradition

she etches trails with her words
burning paths not to be traversed

raising the past like a sick hearse
forging a frantic future showing reverse

a remorseful episode yet to be rehearsed
playing the hated past
and the dreaded future to converge.

2.14AM
05/30/2006
RGalang