*waiting on a new year to take the cake. 
if people know me from jack
the best bet's that i'm late.
prepared for rain standing in the sun
so tightly wrapped, still coming undone
in moments when i felt that i
could not go on and thought to lie
when music just refused to play
and i couldn't dance, just stood and swayed
i caught myself, to my surprise
i landed hard, but tried to fly.
sept.
oct.
nov.
dec.
