Aw come on, try to love me
Here I am, in the holidays, my favorites
with the red and green and blue lights
and papers and presents; listening to this
music again, Burl and Bing and Enya again;
calling up that cozy-candled night out ofthe past (remembering it wrong) and
beating the cozy drum
one more time for the future
or a peaceful right now, but
sometimes
sentimentality aside
like - way over there
my family ain’t worth the paper
they’re written on.
Anyone got a match?
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