Lang Syne 12/30
She’s sleeping on the couch.
And I’m watching some news show.
There is that sound of her sleep breathing. Static-y.
And while she is silent I turn to her:
Mom – I think I am the person you think I am and I
think you are the person I think you are – somewhere in there.
And we are all the people we say we are some of the time.
The news is about war, famine, earthquakes in Haiti.
And those people are something like the people we know.