Happy New Year

I wish to wander the silence of the dead year. A place where I’d put harsh words and feelings to rest. In such a place the Memory, this present-of-the-past, would hurt only the necessary to bring me the enlightenment. Memory also would kiss me on the lips with the happy, intense sensations I’ve experienced. Hope the New Year gives me a meaningful sense to Present and leads me safely to the place I will name Future. Wish 2011 beats the old year and makes it embarrassed about scarcely smiling.