Tell Me Christmas
[this poem needs a setting
my friend's story is so overwhelming
it goes like this
for Christmas
daddy came in
dressed like Santa Claus
he ho ho hoed
and pulled a shotgun
from his Santa's sack
blam
the whole universe
exploding
he shot the fugging turkey
kabaff
what do you do
for an encore
after something like that?
he doused
the tree in kerosene
well I was thinking about the little trauma desert
in which I was nurtured
in which I wandered
and this is the tale
tell me Christmas went
away...]
something happened again and again and each time it was like it could be the end he said he felt that she demeaned him she certainly found that he tore her apart he'd do it and she'd do it back a tennis match they ate each other most days were up and down vistas till out of reach endless beaches spread from the morning like eternities and this or that would happen glad things and bad things and things indifferent endless beach till I'd stub my toe on a rock or on fate clack a sudden sound of accident everything's changed and you can't go back for Christmas daddy came in dressed like Santa Claus he ho ho hoed and pulled a shotgun from his Santa's sack blam the whole universe exploding he shot the fugging turkey kabaff what do you do for an encore after something like that? well he doused the Christmas tree in kerosene and burned down the house and I sit here and wonder what happened to me tell me Christmas