The whole club's in a yellow, mellow mood.
Reindeer rattle through rhythms
while Frosty glides on sled strings.
Chestnuts pop in syncopated patterns
while gingerbread men take the stage.
Hot chocolate spirits blur the room
and eggnog ghosts stain the tables.
The Christmas Boogie hops inside
with a jolt of snow and sugar.
The whole place is mistletoe madness
and holly highs
until Ol' Saint Nick
says goodbye.
Jingle Bell Jazz
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Dawn to Dusk
Light is lobbed to the leaves and they cradle it
In the evening they throw it back to the sun
whose tendrils collect it
then go home
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Peace
I think peace looks like:
driving on the highway from College Park
listening to “White Ferrari”
by Frank Ocean
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Monday
Monday
Rejection
Run late
Elections
It’s a Friday
Let's lie down
We’ll figure
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