Only 2

we struck

a Christmas bargain–

one for me

and slew

for you–

rapped up

in repurposed compromise,

loops to spare


bow to back

–address labels deemed irrelevant

the glass hours

splintering holidays

into ticking shards


shards that weren’t present

to track dates

–that seemed relevant

(but weren’t)

unlike a kaleidoscope, and

resembling a mosaic not in the least.

we spooned under table

after takeout

full hearts less than kind,


in mirthless rhythm. . .

all agape

as drumming boy


drumming boy failed

banned audition.

About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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