a slew of books arrive
as I paint my door red again,
not the brown red
that the board said it must be,
but a Christmas red,
one that complements my
newly purchased wreathe.
I know i'll be reprimanded
at some point
by the ghouls who patrol
the hood.
but let's see how long it
takes.
for now I have new books
to read,
and miles to go before
I sleep.
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