It’s the day after Christmas,
a time to review it,
but actually though
I’d rather sleep through it.
The kids are now making a calamitous noise
shouting their claims on all the new toys.
Out in the kitchen, Mother takes pains
to come up with a plan for the turkey’s remains.
My new loud-colored tie which I said was a beauty
I’ll wear it some day, but under my hoodie.
Imagine That 