Found another skull today. Bleached containment; all teeth and jaw and separation. January is the most depressing month of the year, TV told me. Folds me. In its statistics and the desire for redress. Seems the only pathway through this month is booked on line. Dark when I leave. Dark when I return. Drinks machine been making all the right noises and keeping hold of the coffee. Haven’t had any caffeine since 6am. Haven’t seen the sun since New Year’s Day. Money pulling thinner than the gossamer tripwires made again and again by spiders with no flies left to entertain them. I put the skull high up on a stone wall, makes me feel better, somehow. December called shotgun on all the blood and fire, and hey, let’s be honest here, there’s nothing scarlet about fog, and rain, and snow too weak to make it past the Tarmac. The beautiful lie is over for another year. Another month. Chin up. Skull says. No matter how bad January comes creeping, at least you still got your head attached.


Skull image by skullappreciationsociety.com


30 thoughts on “January

  1. Smart skull. I love ike him. He could totally keep me company on a dark, rainy January day. I’m an Oregonian after. No snow here…

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  2. Perfect summation of the longest month. Even here in the southern hemisphere where the dark starts and dark finishes are replaced by endless sunshine there’s something murky about the whole thing. Still, it must be nearly the 97th of the month by now and payday…

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