by Kevin T McEneaney
This Christmas I became a Christmas tree
decorated with lights red, green, and blue,
blinking to tell everyone that I was
the Spirit of Christmas cheer to family
and all those who could see me lit up!
Despite my condition, I was sober
as a daring ariel wing glider
hovering above the Rocky Mountains,
planning my Dedalian descent
to consume traditional clove-glazed ham
with children and grandchildren clamoring
like bees over a field of nectar scent.
I recommend to everyone I know:
become a Christmas tree—light up the world!