I'm sleepy... just woke up from a nap. Perhaps it's time for ice cream.

Dancing with the Devil;

A New year is upon us.

Locked in an everlasting tango

Of misery and despair...

No shouts of ours are heard

Through the curtain of celebration and cheer.

A murder's covered up

By tunes on the radio...

Up another flight of stairs;

Bloodstains on the wall;

Our shrieks as our souls are bludgeoned into...

Happy New Year's to all.

-Amy, December 31, 2011, "Happy New Year's"