A holiday cheerier-than-you'd-think poem

Just think about it before assuming it's dark in nature... that's all I ask.

Christmas Presents

They wrapped me in trees and snowflakes

and garnished with ribbon

though the moonlight pierced

a slat of ivory lead

and I breathed

and the beltway rattled beneath

they forgot to close the drapes on me

what good is

scattered thought

coalescing into weak clouds

that passionately reach

and idly disperse

to grow complacent with the designs

dazzling distractions

that grow and fill the iris

I'd love to listen

but it's easier just to hear

passion reached its zenith

overflowed its glass

with droplets of a subdued

desperation

that fit snugly around the waist

or learn to prize

cozy

cramped quarters

and mold the mind into polished clay

sandpapered down

absolved of inconsistency

and harbor fear

of chance in a world

without walls