Home on New Year’s Day

A whole lifetime’s past since I saw you last, leaving the house this morn’ in blue champion sweats, a hat, to cover your ears from the new year’s biting dawn.
From a goose down berth billowing to the seams – silky tufted quills prick then make me sneeze, eyes watering, nausea turns my head into a swirling cobalt carousel of pink and white papier-mâché ponies.
Incidental moments telescope, one into another, then all into the next, each keeping company with a scattered band of park bench brothers.

4 thoughts on “Home on New Year’s Day

  1. Hi Joe! Just found your blog on your page, and “caught up” on the latest….Per usual, I am sitting hear smiling and so moved by your writing! Hope you are doing well…

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