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Twelfth Night
Goodbye goodwill,
Love, friendship, understanding.
It's time to put you back in the cupboard
With the rest of the decorations.
Farewell international peace
And co-operation.
We'll get you out again in time for next twenty fourth
So we can play at Christianity for twelve days
(And nights).
Why can't we practise Christmas
Goodwill all year, 1 wonder?
Oh well, goodbye.
Hello hate, war...
Thursday 5th January 2017 10:03 pm
Twelfth Night
Twelfth Night
Pining with your sisters
in every other garden.
Laying used and violated
next to the shed.
Tinsel traces
like expensive jewellery
draped from your
denuded, coat-hanger, limbs.
Ribs of dry twigs
poke from your green dress.
Ripped and torn
by seasons greetings.
Where once your heart
beat fast and true
...
Sunday 6th January 2013 11:35 pm
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