‘Tis the season
‘Tis the time
Time for presents
Time for lists
Lists of things to do
Lists of people to love
Love the cold
Love the warmth
Warmth of smiles
Warmth of promises
Promises for Santa
Promises to keep
Keep the fire burning
Keep the wind away
Away from the home
Away from my mind
Mind full of tinsel
Mind warm and aglow
Aglow with happiness
Aglow with hope
Hope against frost
Hope against cold
Cold is my nose
Cold against the window
Window showing the eve
Window framing the night
Night that’s blank
Night I’m waiting for
For Santa’s slewing sleigh
For Rudolph’s clopping hooves
Hooves that patter
Hooves that glide
Glide over the world
Glide over chimney-tops
Chimney-tops of quiet houses
Chimney-tops waiting for presents
Presents that glow
Presents for all
All the young
All the old
Old Saint Nick
Old yuletide spirit
Spirit that gives
Spirit that’ll never stop
Stop your darting eyes
Stop for Christmas
Christmas that’s love
Christmas that is
Is...
Love...
Lemon and lime
Vodka, remember
Black sockets slewing a curtain
Hidden, a sudden frightened parasol
We are completely closed to them
They pass like ghosts and I seldom remember
Their name and species
The cut of the coat and a sacrificial
Nothing
We take our corner
Childish how you react
To a fortress you cannot break out of
We are dead and this is our crypt
Pass by or god forbid you make us vomit
A love of divorcing slaughterers
Water runs rampant, as vodka
As ice, as blood
The rest is a box
A ribbon and yours, do not touch me
Just take it and leave
Lower your head
A toast to the crooked hammer
We sleep a beautiful rhapsody of grey
Ochre in our chambers a full view
Liquid silvers this looking glass shimmers
Slowly recoiling
You come closer and contaminate with filthy dark glaring eyes
Shrieking with the absolute Devil of truth
We are you.
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