Xmas Heartache

A poignant image, more a product now than
An experience which actually affects the heart:
It's Christmas time, and my love's gone. How
Many songs have sold it, between advertisements
For the debt consolidation lawyers, and the hair
Restorers and removers? I'll get by, despite
Their message. I hate Christmas, anyway,
So, if my love has run off, I won't weep beneath
A plastic tree. I won't replay those tear-jerk tunes.
I'll let her go, and hope for better. Maybe no one's
Best of all, and bed's for rest, and life is lush enough
Without her and those songs, and poignance is
A noisome thing, a fly I swatted down.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-12-17 at 02:01

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