Sunday, December 19, 2010

christmas

I don’t like myself
In winter
When angels and sinners sing
Of glory and clean things
I don’t understand

I curse in the silence
At darkness
When ghosts and memories haunt
Of family and bounty offered
I don’t remember

I fight a mercy
During quiet
When holly and ivy intwine
Of garland and home eternal
I can’t help but hope for

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