New Year's

New Year's (12/31)

Hope
            is something that I measure
in milliliters I pour it over my head in the shower
in bath houses
                                    I stand in steam rooms
                        and run it over the coals

Hope is a flower in a railyard
            thriving

                                    I'm trying to have more
                        Trying to collect it in jars

Some kind of insect emotion
that I can hoard

Hope
            is the new year coming up and opening
its arms             I am trying