ha ha ha.

so lets blow out the candles in this
your twenty-fourth year.
it's only like you've been in the dark all along.
but don't worry
this year couldn't be worse than the last
or even the one before that.

remember your car crash heart
and all the strings you tied to everything.
well, you managed to burn
everysingleone
of those bridges.
so celebrate.
your on some road. any road, really.

when you make your wish this year:
ask for direction, not happiness.
happiness gets you nowhere.
(a least you've figured that out.)