On New Year's Evening Poem by Gert Strydom

(for M)

The carrot cake at your people
that they do serve with good intentions
are already weeks old,
that they have saved for us,

I eat it to give pleasure
to you and to them,
knowing well
that later it will chase me

and we wish each other best wishes
for the New Year
and the coffee that they do prepare
is much better

than any Wimpy Mega coffee
and I know that they are people
that is good from the heart
and together we do visit in great joy

until the late night stars do twinkle,
and we drink a last coffee,
do take the road home
and at that time you did probably love me still

but when you did play
your game of darkness with me,
your cousin did play along
while you did hurt me into the soul
and did send me to the moon.