excuses
for not attending the annual
Christmas
party across
the river
where we have to exchange
gifts
and dance,
eat fruit cake.
i go through the list,
unravelling
the old piece of paper
i stuffed into
my wallet.
rain,
traffic,
covid (just recently added)
sprained my ankle
putting the tree up.
the heartbreak
of psoriasis.
my grandmother
died again.
getting married that weekend.
kitchen fire.
water heater
blew up.
there's a squirrel in
the house
and i think it's rabid.
can't find my car keys.
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