As the new dawn goes we sprinkle the seeds of unbound rascality
The calamity of the bygone drive-by solitude
For the youth that sows we sink our deeds in offshore synchronicity
The simplest treaty of the offbeat blastoff attitude
As the new dawn goes. As our yesters close. As first Sunday–Yo!
Let’s start this one easy as we go… shall we?
Welcome to 2023.
NaaN (Now, always and Never)
Poetry Time 17: First Twenty-Three
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Jan. 1, 2023
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Ironscarf at 4:19PM, Jan. 1, 2023
Unbound rascality sounds promising, in the right hands. Lets go 2023.
DylanTale Comics at 11:17AM, Jan. 1, 2023
Very, very, very well said! It really makes you think just beyond the base excitement of "It's a new year, festivities, woooo!". I love how you ended it with 'NaaN' (might use that phrase somewhere in my comic).