Cold at bay
with bottom shelf bourbon
cobblestone streets shine
bright as day
as the first fireworks erupt
on the horizon
and the second fireworks sizzle
against the neighbor’s windowpane.
Die Frau ducks under the smoke,
under the frantic clamor
of church bells marking midnight
to clink whiskey bottle to wine glass.
Frohes Neues Jahr!
Indigo Tuesday 