anticipation of the
season
departs
leaving ghosts of
wrapping paper
flitting through the naked
branches of the
erstwhile
Christmas tree
her lying in
now imminent
gestating in the flames of
the new year's
bonfire
bills now due
stuffed in
mortuary bags
companions to
unread
Christmas cards
the temporary residence
of gift cards
raped, discarded
gone
Moses called today
well
Moises called
phonetically
the same
centuries
of difference
leaving the remains
confusing
Saturday, January 12, 2008
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