Hark!
The herald angels are announcing
twenty four days to what?
A crescendo of anticipation with jingle bells
tolling the final anticlimax.
Santas watching their 'flock-covered' plastic reindeer.
Festive velvety bloom with curled tinsel tails.
The cattle are lowing
but the baby awakes to the
drip, drip, drip of the unreasonable expectation behind
soggy cardboard windows.
Oh come all ye faithful clowns
in your stupid clown hats.
Electronic trumpets and drums for the little drummer boy.
Toy trains and teddy bears.
Bouncing balls
and candy canes.
Its beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
