Ever See
Ever see the counters wiped clean
in purity, whilst the laughs coincide
with rolling, cutting and baking?
Ever try to duplicate the situation
comedy do or die? Rolling up
your super sleeves - smiles and falala.
Ever clear, after midnight - elbows
covered in bubbles, pots and pans,
beaters, measuring cups and spoons
that the laughs didn’t measure up?
Ever near - the loved ones swallowed up
in pillows and quilts, in raging snores,
tired as trees after a storm; sweetened
up with proverbial sugar plums.
Ever be the one still standing near the broom
and mop, by the glow of the moon, by
the teapot hissing its silent night wishing?
Ever see the counters wiped clean,
in purity,after hours and hours of disbelief?
Ever believe you’ll do this holiday win -
again and again? and laugh and laugh
at the vitriol that you launch at t.v. land…
12/17/2022
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