It's what?

Time passes slowly

For those who 

Are in fact waiting

For their loved ones

For the hatred to die

For that best cup

Of coffee

All is quiet

On News Years Eve

Not even a mouse

Is peeping

Actually they are

Somewhere in the ceiling

His attention

Has been diverted

Skywards

He has tried climbing

The walls

And is frustrated 

When I bring him back

To earth

But mama!

They are here

Cant you hear them?

No not yet

Thank goodness

I have enough 

To worry about

With your father gone

And well...

Jack spent his first

Years end lying 

On his back

Or climbing the walls

Seeking what I cant hear

He has no idea

Why we are here 

Nor the mess back

There at that other place

Stuck in a hotel

For News years eve

I joined him in a long nap

While it gently rained

Outside in the cold

Warm enough inside

Where or where

Did I go wrong?

I worked so hard

To make sure

This did not happen

And then all those years

I was betrayed by

My own friends

Whose children

Are so willing to 

Commit treason

And be hanged 

From for it.

While Jack 

Is dreaming of mice

I am suspended

From my own reality

Into Jimmies Fantasy

Long ago

And many nights ago

The world was a very

Different place...

At six I turned on

Anderson Cooper

And his new years special

Who was that other guy?

Oh yeah,

Dick Clark

Anyone else remember him?

Every hour his buddy

And him take another

Swallow of that painful stuff

Vodka!

I wonder if it is real 

Russian vodka

Or the Texan stuff

I have in my other place?

At some point

He gets engaged 

To someone he does 

Not know

He is so drunk!

I recall my sister 

Dying a week before Christmas

And there was no Christmas

For me

I sat there in a chair

By the empty fireplace

Waiting for my parents

Who were off with 

The boys giving them gifts

Why was I always selected

To be the one out?

Then on New Years eve

Some kind uncle

Whisked me up

To New York city

A rat feast on an island

All night we stood

Waiting for that ball

And every year afterwards

I would find myself

Freezing and  needing to pee...

The question of the night

And the answer

Is one simply does not

When one is on stage

At nine the ball came down

And the television off

It was midnight in NY

And i was going to sleep

They even let 

Mr. Putin give his short speech

Wonder who did the dictation?

Wonder whom he spends

His time thinking about?

One of those horrid dogs?

A cat person myself.

We slept past midnight

Did wake up

But had no bell

Nor any alchol

Just the coffee from Starbucks

A god send in itself

The morning came

And I bundled 

A surprised Jack

Into his leopard skin

Chariot 

Marched off into the sunrise

Got lost and had to carry him

Only to find myself

At the crossroads

With shaky legs

And a huge headache

Dennys?

Is that all the cuisine

One has to offer?

Mimi's

Is down the street

Across the river

Once called by a Russian name

Then renamed the Rosario

In Spanish for Russian river

Now a dwindling San Diego river

We could not go any further

Stopped at a Fig tree

It is a restaurant 

With a parking lot

As a view point

But they serve gluten free

Benedicts with salmon

And rose lattes!

What a blissful day!

Under the outdoor heaters

And listening to his constant

Take me home!

I recalled having been here

A time or two

With someone else

People don't always remember

Going to a particular 

Park or restaurant

They simply know they have

And then there is that moment

When one does remember....

Having reached a crescendo

I ask for the check

And box up my meal

One piece of toast

With one egg

And a few pieces of salmon

And a handful of chopped potatoes

A typical breakfast for dining out

17 dollars

Plus tip

Came to over 25 

For one small meal

What happened to the world?

They all got greedy

Even the kid how did not

Have to pay rent

For at least six months

Made a bad comment

About my rent check

That I even paid the rent

Having to rained out

And not even in the right place

What if someone had decided

To visit me?

Was not home

To receive visitors at all

On New years day.

Spent the rest of the day

After a not hot shower

Having climbed 

Mount olympus

With baby stroller 

To get back 

Wanted to go to the beach!

Could not get there 

All this time

All I want is my beach

There were tons of people

Out watching those high waves

But not me

Took another long nap

As I waited for it not to be

A holiday

So I could travel back

To pay the rent on time

Oh I forgot to buy

My monthly bus pass

Spent tense moments

Trying to get my phone

To work in order

To pay for my fare.

The bus drivers

Now that their strike

Is over are just hazed out

They don't really care about

Anything anymore

Not even a sweet cat

In a buggy.

Tomorrow

We will not get to go

Either little jack

Mama has another appointment

But there is plenty of food for you

And my bottle of vodka

Has made it back safely

As well as the coffee machine

Anyone have one of those 

New expresso machines

They wish to regift?

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