Faintly Falling Ashes

Another senseless week of crowded thoughts and crooked teeth Morning frost and frozen sidewalks All these days that burned inside us swell up in the silence Of snowflakes falling magically But the magic fades into the memory Sleigh bells ringing, laughing all the way Cold hands of winter grasp as I gasp for breath Is this my last? No thoughts of dying, no more self-loathing for today So deck the halls with drunken folly Swallow resolutions, line our stomachs with illusions Car engines sputtering like these smoke filled dreams Mistletoe and colored light bulbs And the kiss of winter fades into the memory Angels singing, lift me off the ground Yesterday is frozen in the revelry Tomorrow's melting, let's raise our glasses to these faintly falling ashes