New Year
The dates on calendar question
all my undone actions
and memories that haunt or fade
in nightly nakedness
stumbling toward the next day’s sun
without celebration
at 65 January jeers
my degenerating sex
a still itch: mantra and mirror
quiet God and drying petals
Copyright © Singh Ram Krishna | Year Posted 2015
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