Year’s End

There will be no celebratory 

gun fire to mark this closing year.

It will be gently folded over,

wrapped with reverence,

placed into a box and I will 

set aside the key.


Perhaps someday I will be able 

to come back to it.

Look at it with clearer eyes, see 

in it the marking threads that 

connect me to where I wished

to be.


But tonight I pack it away in winter 

starlight and newly fallen snow

because for now this last year 

is a year I no longer wish to know.


December 31, 2013  c.m.brooks


~ by christinambrooks on January 2, 2014.

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