
you’re a christmas
kitten, nested
in my breast
pocket,
same blinding shine
as baby’s
locks,
tucked in baggie-
curled up
asleep,
you’re my misty
eyed wish
lumped in the night
before’s throat,
can’t breathe your crisp,
no air makes it
through pipes
so narrow,
and little seems
to clear that
snowy
cloud of
coal
in..
the darkest
of globes.

Grumpy Gorman
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Wow! Profound turn! Nicely crafted.
Very kind of you to say, and to read the poem for that matter. 🙂 Happy Holidays.