Post Advent
Green moon in a dirty sky,
snow drifting in,
a subliminal huff-huff,
of polar bears stalking.
Ice crackles, bewitched
caw-clawing crows
gather to sleep
amid bad dreams.
If we gaze too long,
a green sheen
smears stinging cheeks.
When making love
to the pillowing dark,
snarling monkey's chase
naked angels
across a gloaming night.
In red and white stripped socks
toes curl.
Phantasmagoric broomsticks
swish tinsel
from bleary eyes.
Later than predicted,
a deeper snow arrives.
Wooly hats flap sleepily
as we reach down
into their long-neglected nest.
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