Christmas concludes
like it's suppose to do
Baby Jesus and his nativity crew
get shoved back into storage
We instant transition
back to the secular world
Into the mercenary pit
of our cold empirical existence
Hearts once again encased
in steel and concrete
as the holiday spirits
we had embraced
get crammed back into
formerly pristine boxes
Taped up as best we can
Good will
destined to be exchanged
for another full year
of detached cynicism
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