Tabby on patrol
eyes empty lap with longing
from cold cruel carpet.

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Views of Italy
beckon to retail tourists.
A new artist blooms.

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When they give you the
pink slip, it’s really a white
packet in disguise.

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And so the year has
flown by all too quickly. Where
did all that time go?

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Fragrances attack
shoppers trapped in the home store
with smelly come-ons.

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No matter how good
the fit, fierce finery can
grip all too tightly.

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Mass of black cables
encircle themselves looking
to connect somehow.

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Drizzle envelops
stadium hungry for win,
blood and perfection.

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Carts with flat-screen sets
and mutant Barbies clog the
aisles with wild commerce.

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Gobble, gobble, munch,
munch. Smack, smack, plop, plop, fizz, fizz.
Thankful for so much.

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Tiny noses pressed
against panes, peering at shelves
of Christmas future.

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The twilight ceases
long before the day’s work is
done. We walk blindly.

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Crimson and white fights
orange and blue on bright green field.
Colors of iron.

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I need a new thing,
one that doesn’t require
big change or much cash.

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Weak from week of cold.
Symptoms subside, fever goes.
Bad feelings remain.

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