November
a few days before Thanksgiving
The Black
Friday advertisements I am unable to dodge
Prompt a
wretch in my throat I have to ease back to my gullet
The
esophagus is well trained
Door-busters,
caricatures of humans dancing
With
scarfs, coats, toys, pink-castles, whale corsets, and credit card debt to be
The whole
spew is nothing but nausea, more vomit,
Bukowski
worthy vats full!
I am
finally able to end Christmas this year
Thank God
Christmas
ceased being Christmas in America some decade ago
I think
the day Black Friday started Good Friday ended
So if
anyone I know gives me a Christmas gift,
I will
vomit. I don’t want to be sicker; so
please desist!
I am
caught thinking about Generation X again
What to
do instead and so I may suggest
If you
must participate in this financial rodeo
Pay down
a Generation X’ers or a Millennial’s college debt
Some
portion, some contribution bludgeon them to give you their debt holder’s
account number of their economic freedom and donate the dollar value instead of
whatever piece of crap you think they needed to pay off their slaveholder’s
calling card.
Or better
yet in true generosity celebrate in the Rolling Jubilee
Buy some
random stranger’s distressed debt for pennies on the dollar
And agree
to forgive the debt; true charity to the generation under the ledger
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