Dogs 2006

SEASONAL RETREAT
(12/22/06)


I'm
running away
from Christmas
this year
my neighborhood now
an alien landscape
horribly disfigured
by the holiday
and no longer
seems
my home

oh
decorations
will still abound
at my destination
no doubt
but not knowing
how the town
usually looks
let's say
in February
will spare me
the absurdity
of comparison

safe
in the universal
anonymity
of a motel room
I'll watch old movies
read back issues
of news magazines
(it isn't so bad
read as history)
and find
a non-festive diner
in which
to eat my
meals

as usual
I am
underwhelmed
by the spirit
of the season