little monsters

it's that time of year when people temporarily cloak their monsters in a half foot of dirty snow when people give to strangers half-ignoring their own but their children still glow like Christmas bulbs under a thin frost... They'll not know about the big lie until an 8th grade dropout sleighs Santa clause. it's that time of year when black ice will merrily take a life then melt away by noon as if nothing happened But only the sun knows the truth. It's that time of year when people will trample one another to be first in line to purchase a homely doll If their child had that look, they'd have put it up for adoption, It's that time of year when the homeless are found frozen to death within the length of a breath from a nativity scene. It's that time of year when I can't wait for that time of year to come to an end.