Tuesday, December 25, 2018

throw the dog a bone

you know something's wrong
when
you wake up
at ten a.m.
with tears in your eyes
on Christmas morning,
when you
have no hunger.
when every word spoken to you
sounds like
a lie.
the sun is a nuisance.
the cold
hardly matters.
their could be something
amiss
when you don't answer
the phone.
when your dog wants to play
and you got
nothing.
was it a bad year?
yup, but a new one awaits
around the corner.
it can't come soon enough.
clean the slate and
bring it on.

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