First Reaction to 2013

Jan. 1, 2013

First Reaction to 2013

Twenty thirteen.
It feels weird.
     Like we shouldn't have got here.
I feel,
     eerie,
          Lovecraftian.
The people seem fictitious,
     little magical stories
          that feel unreal,
That man in headphones,
     interstellar music
          pumping into his body,
     unable to hear
          the sound of the wind
               pushing him around.
The sun itself glows old,
     a pale neon light
          that turns our shadows yellow
     as we walk down the old streets.

They're all
     old streets.

Man has hit his middle age,
     Looking at his ears and feet
          And wondering how they got so big.