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I went out back
And sat
On a stone bench
To watch the sun set
Just before 5:00 on Winter Solstice

The cold stung the skin of my Levis
Then fit the back of my ass and legs
Like a saddle of numb

There’s no frost line in the ground
So my dog’s paws were dark as leather gloves
His golden face and pink tongue
Speckled black from chasing his ball
Through the mud

Steam puffing
From his panting mouth
Like a choo choo train
Climbing a hill

Fogs up my glasses
The Engineer
As he begs for another toss

Past
The fallen autumn limbs
Stabbing the ground
Like reindeer antlers at the end of rut
Dropped off from their master’s heads

Their use for the year
Abandoned

As the night pours over
The vanilla day
Like a hot fudge sundae

The red coat of Santa
A shiny cherry
Lit
Up there
On our roof top

Ho ho hoing
To the longest night of the year

It’s time for me to go inside
Warm up by a fire
Let my dog rest his head in my lap
As we listen to the old crooners
Wind down the world with Christmas carols

So very very slowly.

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