THIS CHRISTMAS

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2002 Poetry

the lantern by the window

hangs in slash coldness

it bears no meaning at all

the Christmas tree  highlights

the event that would soon

exaggerate stings in many hearts

whilst I, on the other bank of this

absolute madness and solitude

wails with the draftiness

so this is my Christmas

and not even a barrel of gold

can ward off my heartache
















written 12/12/2002

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