A Christmas Poem a Day- Day Three


Why can’t we be a Krumpus Christmas this year?

After all we’ve gone through, people still say, ‘be a cheer.’


I don’t want to.

I want to hang black lights and wallow in a deep self pity

It’s been a hard few years of digging a fretty

I can say I’m happy and smile

But when the lights are down a while

The mask slides off and with Krumpus comes fear

Turn down the Christmas cheer, because its horror movies for me this year

Norma Rrae

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