Lydia Davis 9

Tonight is the night

On which this year becomes last year

But there is enough time remaining

For the following things to happen

One or more sexual encounters

Several more short stories could be read

One or more major celebrities might die

One or more fatal shootings

By trigger happy police officers

There is still ample time remaining

For these or other possibilities

Except I would simply prefer

To fall asleep in one year

And wake up in the next.