Unseasonal Xmas
mutton clouds
wrap an eyeball of sun.
filet-white stare
which overlords the trapped sinews
of a meekening winter.
in the yard,
bleachers of half-flaxen stick figures,
icy, droopy, dirty,
heralds of translucent daze.
and the people
bent in pews, offices, theaters, stores,
acquiescent in the humdrum,
suffering their unthoughtful poses,
their staid, forgettable gamuts.
it is, all of it, a blizzard of fallen wings.
a challenge match of sugarcoated angels,
laminate sundry ornaments
available at the dime store.
hope has been known to survive such fiascos,
half-starved and hurt,
braving one crevasse-like punchbowl, then the next,
amid the avalanches of fake smiles
and forced laughter.
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6/21/24 ... mods
1/6/23 "forced" replaces "fake"
12/4 switched positions of "false" and "fake"
12/3 "ornaments" replaces "tchotchkes"
12/2 ... changed the prepositions in the "pews" stanza ...
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