now,

now for
one day,

just about
everyone
  puts on
a disguise.

a mask,

  a Christmas
mask.

it literally
   makes me
sick to
   my stomach.

folks
more fake,
  than a
$3 bill.

  "merry
Christmas"
   they exclaim
through their
mask.

  
   me?

i'd rather
see your
   real face.

like the one
  i'm sure
to see the
   day after
Christmas.

spare me
  the clichèd
greetings that
  are purely
robotic and
  to be blunt,
....
  nauseating.

sweet Jesus
  brace me
  because soon
after this,

the
   "happy
new year"
  defecation
is next.

the
  "new year -
new me"
  prevaricators.

  the
resolution
   makers
that make me
   wanna puke.

wanna be
   different?

  make a
resolution
   and keep
it to
   yourself....
thanks.