do i really want this circular ring
of christmas lights
sitting in the basement.
a maze of wired connections
and aluminum pipes,
along with the box,
the fifty foot cord and the other
strands of white lights,
(oh, they look like stars!)
that once went around
the fence along with three
hundred pieces of plastic
green garland.
all of which screams
nothing to do with the holiday
season or the birth of baby
Jesus, savior of the world.
how did i buy into this?
well, it wasn't me, but the previous
tenant i was once related to
by the instrument of marriage
that bought this commercialized
junk.
so the answer is no.
i don't want it.
i carry it out with glee
to the trash pile on the curb,
not unlike how the elves feel
as they stuff the sled on
christmas eve.
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