Thursday, February 2, 2012


The bandages rest around the jolly public figure's mannequin hand like a ribbon.
      We are bound by clearance items but burned by the food that is hung on trees.
          Blessed by the Holiday Spirit and bundled warmly in a surplus of puns aplenty.

We laugh at the misunderstood context of cheesecake,
and the registers who believe us to be engaged,
as she pulls me aside to engage me in a cough-cough-hint-hint-point-point.
                                                                                    I am too in love to notice.

--Dr. Pen Name

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