The Occasion when the Hermit joins the Celebration*

it's time to celebrate!

a pleasant time for unpleasant to exorcise

dutch courage, truth serum, bore’s fuel, that scapegoat, alcohol...

swaying, grubby, aging soul is jolly

contrast, suited and booted, appears fresh and clean

neither contrary in their open lust

sober loiterer nursing one drink, overly keen, evaluating the scene - predator

the vulnerable, dual plastered - prey

thug behaviour – NO! It’s not Ok to be mean

valuable disappears in the blink of an eye, lifted, not to be seen

high streets of daytime need, twilight, open range, wild west of promis’

toured across the lands in transport – shouting and ignored – in your hand I should trust

opportunities for the opportunistic

 in celebrating a new 365

I’d say my perspective at said degrees

5% optimism for the year ahead, so far...

I’d love a 180, but that just isn’t me

unfortunately

I’ll get older and continue to grow up

hopefully

certain elements of the world outside will too

and celebrate appropriately?

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Will'o'Stars ©