WE purge yes we do
all of the poison
from last summers
festered boiling
conviction’s dagger
puncture-ooz

Say the sun does
sound too bright
and the bee’s buzz
— honey-laced kiss
gritty pout dirt
hug-lick my soul

I’ve only one last
ticket to alice’s hole
the last the rabbit stole
follow bravely me souls!
the grand adventure awaits
from madness away lets go!

:: 12-31-2013 ::