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