Oh how I do
I really really do
Hate opening up my
Phone after what we
Shall call an evening
Of debauchery and revelry
What did I write
And about what and
To whom so if
I did and to
Whom I might have
Last night wasn’t me
It wasn’t me really
And no I won’t
Marry you and yes
I do respect you
Someone tell me why
I forget my nose
Until it is stuffy
Or why I ignore
My throat until it’s
Scratchy or my lungs
Until they are filled
With little green goblins
Ugh I hate being
Sick I am the
Biggest baby of all
*achoo sniffle sniffle cough
Now there’s nothing quite
Like some hot cocoa
Snow falling holiday jazz
You wearing sweatpants and
A Ho Ho Ho
Sweater struggling with strands
And strands and STRANDS
Of on now off
Now on now lights
As I watch you
Grow red with frustration
When I suddenly pull
You into my lap
And tell you quietly
Into your throat that
This is my absolute
Favorite part of Christmas
I do love love
But not the baggage
I prefer friendship love
Over the lovership variety
Friendship love is constant
Like a heart beat
It’s thoughtful like unexpected
Greeting cards wishing well
Lovership love is spicy
And hot and explosive
Like jalapeño peppers initially
Sweet and innocently unalarming
Until the sweating starts
And you find yourself
Reaching for anything but
Friendship love is scotch
Warm friendly and fuzzy
Lovership love is tequila
With lime and salt
Followed by a hangover
That lasts for months
Aren’t we all just
Cartoon characters running around
Doing ridiculously crazy things
Laughing at one another
Honestly enjoying the joke
Want to know something
Laughter first occurred as
God tickled Adam and
Out popped his rib
And God uttered ooops
The communion of Saints
Laughed and God said
Oh my that’s good
We definitely need more
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 