We are at
the dissemination point
when all things are knowable
by everyone
and no one knows
what to do now
without edge
on which
to orient

Santa stole my wife
enslaved my kids as elves
and oh dear, for the reindeer
he took my dog as well
But Christmas is still Christmas
ain’t no season to be sad
I’m taking some comfort, knowing
Mr Clause is also bad
So let’s not judge the other
for I’ve been naughty too
and if you too haven't been so nice
Well…a Merry Merry Christmas
to you

Night falls
in parking lot
emptied of cars, crisp air
and not a pathogen in sight
Breathe out

red blue green
white

and weeping with
tinsel tears
of joy

we've made it baby
to easy street and parts
beyond