End of the Year

Another 100 word story update (poem-ish) kind of thing again.  I've been watching some documentaries on writers and poets, and also Ted Talks on creativity to help uncork my writer's block.  It's helped, but I think it's more of the books I've picked up really.  Dedicating most of my time reading Kafka's short stories and finding how surreal some of it is and how connected I feel to it at certain parts.

This came up as something I wanted to do with homonyms and Eyes/Aye/I.

Enjoy.

*picture is originally from http://www.deviantart.com/morelikethis/304425889/photography/abstract

12/30/2013 (Monday)- End of the Year

               I took my bottles of white-tears and red-fears,

               my brown boxed-up resolutions

and

untouched yellowed-list of personal changes. 

                              and make more promises

                                             yet again,

                                                            yet again…

              

                              Aye, I cried to an empty room,

               my foibles and tardy offenses echoing:

                              a list that grows,

                              a man-child unchanged,

               on time ill spent.

                              a box of un-chased opportunities,

                              a bottle emptied to forget,

               on memories of regret.

                                             yet again,

                                                            yet again…

               Eye-to-eye with my bottled reflection,

                                                                                          I asked it

                                                            What now?  What now?

                                             Where do we go now?

                              and all that

               I

               get are silent replies, as

               I

               open another bottle of tears.