Tuesday, December 14, 2010

This Time

This time when everyone is jolly
is so very cold 
to more than my bones

This time when I see happy shadows
reflected off colorful strings of light
turns my own into the mush it wants to become

This time has always been the same
even when surrounded with those who truly care
my heart has always felt disdain for this wonderful time of the year

This time and that one too
they come happily holding hands 
all i do is sit and watch

For nothing moves me on this time
aside from a few films and the odd treat
gifts come wrapped with more than shinny paper

sentiments hidden and unspoken
wrap around these things we distribute
we fruitlessly hope to make amends 

By buying things
we try to buy love
and when it doesn't work

We are encouraged to buy some more
to be traded and handed 
in a stock market exchange



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