Post American New Years Blues

[saw]

another christmas gone
washed away like the scripted sand
that ebbs from the oily beach
and santa fucked you again
'cause he knows you're still
a believer in the dream

some traditions like bending over
the table of contents, that preamble
to forced entry cannot be broken
by your mere disappointment, no
some fantasy is as unflappable
as the word of god

some unfulfilled prayers mean
you just haven't prayed hard enough
or long enough or you haven't been
a good enough boy last year, c'mon
mister face your opponent and prepare
to draw down, don't you dare blame santa

you ingrate
feel the warm trickle

[constantine]

they run that santa shit on us every year and where does it get us? happy new year, brother saw!

[saw]

happy new year doctor d.....let's hope our fortunes include food and shelter....

[constantine]

and a hot egyptian babe?

[the mingo]

i laughed 'til i cried. Not at the poem - but the comments that followed. i was gonna have some toast but got ambushed on the upper Nile by Santa Claus
and a sleigh full of hot Egyptian babes. It was better than O Brother, Where art Thou!

[Kailashana]

Jeeze, and I might have missed this how-do-you-do! Thanks guys.

~A