Friday, December 12, 2014

HUMBUG

Everywhere I go
this slovenly 

heavenly Christmas-
green
tree of a mood—

slathered around
like—charitably far too much lemony 
yellowish butter on slices

of toast—
hewed thick and 
careless from dark gruff loaves;

making 
me feel—

first—
greedy

then
awful—because not

for the hunger
but just—
the sheer gross ameliorating

comfort
of food—and more-

over—the rest.

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