the gin
smells like Christmas
cold and clear
in a tumbler of ice.
but
Christmas isn't here.
it hasn't
arrived quite yet.
maybe the gifts
under the tree will help.
the songs on the radio.
the snow falling.
the dinner,
the candles the lights.
maybe the mistletoe
too
will get us there.
or at least get us through
the night.
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