Holiday Season

It's time again

cold outside, snow twinkling down

but I didn't bring a jacket

because I don't care if I 

go slow or fast.

 

Bare arms, short sleeves

dancing about in the snow

I'm THE figure of petulance

and ill wills,

undaunted as I pass a neighbors

window in the street

a warming accord just over yonder

so close

yet so far away.

 

Life is really happening in there

happiness is taking place

a mother dipping out mashed potatoes

a father chaining hands

to say grace

a real honest to God family unit.

something that I'll never be apart of

or maybe I don't want to be

I don't

know.

 

I think, I've been in this position before

without anybody

how did I get out of it that time?

stripping naked in public?

sticking my tongue to a frozen flag pole?

No

it was a car accident

on purpose

into the tiger cage

at the San Diego zoo.

what a scene it was.

the first real action there in over a 

YEAR.

 

But this time is different.

I'll keep walking till I find somebody

anybody

to spend Christmas with

even if I have to meet

the holy ghost, the maker,

or Santa Claus himself.

 

The fat jolly man

he can take me up 

in his giant sled

kidnap me

nobody would notice

we could jettison

all the way to the North pole

 

string on a star

he can make me one of his elves

that way I can live forever

with a twinkle in my eye and hope in my heart.

And with enough time past

just maybe

I'll be celebrated

in the same light as him

or something close to it.

red and green.