Saturday, December 26, 2020

Happy Holidaze for Todd Cirillo by Jake St. John

I'm stoned 
and got some 
last second ends 
to tie up 

the bills 
aren't paid 
and the car 
broke down 

sickness hangs 
in the air 
like ornaments 
on a pine tree 

shadows 
keep company 
in an empty room 
unwrapping memories 

with each beer




Jake St. John spends nights in a fort on the edge of the woods.  He is the author of several collections of poetry including Snow Moon (Holy & Intoxicated Publications, 2019), Lost City Highway (A Jabber Publication, 2019) and Working Man’s Odyssey (Analog Submission Press, 2018). His poems have appeared in print and online journals around the world.



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