Violent Midnight
blurry eyes
heavy face
itching for sleep
that won’t come
because the ball will drop at midnight
shining in a million colors
levitating like a God
among men
the crowd stretches
blocks away
counting down
destruction in ten
shattering
fracturing
an explosion
ringing ears
ring in the new year
new excitement
five minutes until midnight
and I’m starting to question
the expense, an effort done
just to destroy the ball
why ring in the new year
with violence
one minute
thirty
fifteen
ten
nine
eight
seven
six
five
four
three
two
one, it drops
but doesn’t plummet
falls but doesn’t break
why did I expect it to
b r e a k ?
