"Wrappings"

"Wrappings"

by

James Patrick Lockett


I shield myself from the lights and tinsel,

from the greed and falsehood,

from the gift wrapped hatred hidden for

the season;

I hide behind pages of Bukowski, and wait

for my deepest wishes to come true,

and for the rains to end.


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