Fractured Crystalline Forms

the cold clutters the mind
chattering teeth and mistletoes
mingle with the falling snow
and chimney smoke wafting into the
starry sky with sparkling glasses filled 
with the juice of fermented berries
clinging into the darkness the rings
carry into the chilly air, gripping
wishes for the new year, of luck and of fortune
of no more procrastination and of new gym memberships 
and promises of living better warm the air like an
exhale of breath meeting the frigid wind atlas 
the empty intentions cast a dark shadow on the night
all the while the knitted mittens and cozy hats will 
hide away the disappointment and shame, ignored 
and covered with neatly wrapped boxes and bright red
bows glinting in the morning light, 
problems wrapped in beautiful packaged distractions
better dealt with next winter.