Christmas is close and all is well in the world
or so I would like to think
and I would be fully convinced of this if it were not for
the residue of my recent illness in the bathroom sink
as well as if it were not for so much toasting to good
cheer
I would not find myself standing but not quite standing
here
happy was the spirit where now so sore sleeps the heart
an over rated organ at best
for putting my will power to such an unpassable test
a quick retort for my so deserved predicament
lay on the tip of my tongue
but its taste for me is just a little too tart
I've become lost to the bathroom and none too willingly
self given to the dead
why is it that when I try to move anywhere about this
tiny room a Ban saw roars loudly in my head
my pain speaks plainly enough for me
and oh so very appropriately that may I sin to add
I would not be so sick and angry if it were not for
the too good of time that night before I had..........
( written Dec. 2, 1992 pm)