Non-Erotic Poetryblind obstination*blind obstination*
life is like my christmas tree
no flashing lights,
a bit lopsided.
real.
memories hang
on brittle, tired branches;
limbs that cry out
from the weight of it all.
yes, i know i should pack it in,
wrap the fragile globes in tissue paper,
put away the past.
let it go, let it go.
but i can't.
little christmas comes soon
and, like 20 years of yesterdays,
that's just one more thing
to which i cling
with blind obstination.
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