By Samuel Strathman
PROMPT—During Covid-19 ...
Haven’t seen a tall stack
of Christmas trees
all year –
just their shadows looming,
miserly watchmen
scrutinizing the public.
We’ll dig up
yesteryear’s trees
as stand-ins,
old flames arriving
when you need them most.
Dust off the old apron.
Cook any and all misgivings
about being laid-off
three weeks short
of a full pension.
Blundering can still be heard
at headquarters
like a raccoon
scratching up and down
the fence every night.
Nothing else
to show for 2020
unless you count
the same unpaid bills –
foreclosure inevitable.
Samuel Strathman is a poet, author, educator, and the founder/editor-in-chief of Floodlight Editions. He writes from Toronto, Ontario, Canada.
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