Day 49- 11.4.20
My 3-foot tall, plastic Christmas tree arrived
It came thoroughly packaged and even so,
almost immediately, it was unwrapped,
plugged into the wall and
casting spooky shadows
around the room.
It wasn’t nearly enough.
it wasn’t nearly what I needed it to be
for me today.
Not enough of a serotonin boost and
not enough of a distraction.
To be clear, it doesn’t do nothing for me;
It definitely adds something to the mix.
The promise of the passage of time,
This artificial tree is unnecessary
and will certainly collect more dust by December
than even the lonely fitness bike,
but this New York Jew stands by her superfluous panic buy
with Viking-like zeal.
Because what else are we to do right now
on this Godforsaken planet— and also
it was worth a try.