can I write something simple
filled with ease
and not the malaise
or saccharine happiness
of the season
to not be joyful
seems a paltry charge
to be made the case for high treason
I will claim my innocence
instead
and keep quietus--
renew my vows
not participate
in the merry riot-ness
of the too near and maddening crowds
already I sing aloud
in the shower--
and its not caroling
but vocables and blues
the music I choose
like all my other choices
I live my life to please me
I'll make no joyful noise
but gladly make a compromise
to declare peace
and a silent night.
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