Tag: christmas

the christmas rush (for profits)

we share lunar nectar 

from the honeymoon phase

i’m melodramatic. 

a little bit insane

come on to it, 

we’ll get through it

furnished on pews at church for the bell

for those in the business

of avoiding hell 

a prayer for vast, 

wasteful riches

research and develop a needless

needle’s eye

and call it camel sized  

to scadge a tad of marked time

then a renegade point one nine

in and out caused a firm, wide flummoxing…

i’ll be driving the laptop home 

for christmas this year

happy/merry christmas, delete as appropriate.

my love and i shakily reunited, exchanging christmas gifts. she got me a guernsey. i got her a little scroll in a charm on a necklace. we decided to surrender to love.

work was busy, but i had a new thing lined up, and i was getting itchy for a new year, a new challenge, a new configuration.

my darling and i went to church to hear the choir. sadly it was their day off, so we just endured a freezing cold sermon. at least hell’s warm.

christmas cheer from ear to ear

i was sent from outer space 

to complain about the traffic here

with christmas cheer from ear to ear

and elephants never forget new year

there is finite information 

in any place at any time

but my question relates to the data 

pertaining to time past

i mean, i feel the breath leave my body: 

how can i get it back? 

the last couple of years, my friends from university have sent me a christmas cars which is a picture their son drew. they are always quite absurd, and i hope to receive more of them. being, essentially, and adult child, i like to try and reply with something on theme. so last year my christmas card was an elephant wearing a santa hat standing next to its igloo. i hope the tradition carries on, but d and k’s eldest son is in high school now so perhaps he will outgrow it. i certainly have no plans to outgrow drawing my own christmas card in response to anyone who sends me one they themselves have drawn. 

no ai pish though.