Mommy won't be kissing Santa Claus this year
I don't know who Mommy will be kissing next year
or next month
But it won't be Santa
It won't ever again be Santa

So much change,
Not enough growth

Hearts
     The secrets they hold can break their neighbors'
     The secrets they hold are kept in hardwood floors

Stranger-friend, how are you? Where are you?
Stranger yet, I hardly cry anymore
Just at those videos where people who are deaf hear for the first time
Or one I saw today where orphaned children were adopted

I am sensitive to that which I am removed from
(tabs on computer screens)

What are we but what we are not?

It's projection

Confessed and unrequited love
Who am I to deny?
Still, I will sleep sound

I'd shave a few days to shed a few pounds,
I say to my friends
We laugh out of habit?
(Weight is heavy, let's make light)
Jokes are truths and truths are rocks
&
This is why We need feminism

Last night I dreamt of evil Muppets

I'm not in the mood to be funny
I could
But to make light of you
is to make light of how I feel & I
don't see the humor in that
I can't
find the humor in that

Playing fire with fire
does not have to mean arson
There are other ways to employ heat,
namely by being cold