Like so many I've bought before
Years past
Melted ink
Burning stink
I've kissed
This year goodbye
With the passing
Of the torch
2014 I will scorch
Incinerate beyond
Recollection
Filled with scribbles
And reverie
Hopes and misery
A corpus of words
Written in a yearlong saga
Erased in a burst of flames
Therapeutic
Analeptic
So they say
What do I know
I just love the glow
Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015
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