Le Voyage Magnifique

Come Daylight

The new year came in with a loud thud,
as we slammed the door on twenty-twenty,
which gave us nothing but a flood of crud:
riots,
wildfires,
hurricanes,
pandemic,

and then there was the party,
where I tried to drown all my sorrows.

After a while,
I felt the need to relieve myself
and stumbled toward the lavatory door,
but I was sadly mistaken,
because,
come daylight,
I awoke
in a glistening pile
of yellow snow.

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