Twisted tree
Katherine Holmes
Must have been some night
decking out the tree
outside the exhaust-stained brick
the stuffed teddy steady on
a limb across from the doll hopscotching
with nuthatches
and the model Trans-am
skidding the curves to the last-stitch twigs
in the streetlight
dank and winking between the tavern door
and townside
where you wish upon a window
wondering at a reindeer ring toss
in the twi-high
when the rules break
the sleigh nosedives
the snowbeard spilling
around the chimney crash of have-not-yet.
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