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by Chris Sorrenti


     for Gavin Roy

Christmas - 365 a year
upwards of 100 new gifts
under the tree each day
no telling what’s inside
by the title wrapping

unwrapped -
some are televisions
windows to lives
played out in every conceivable way
more dramatic than any movie

stereos -
speakers throbbing
with songs of love and desire
romantic war -
hearts won and lost
in the click of a mouse

pulpits and podiums of all types
where members of the family
can give their personal take
on politics, religion
issues of the day
and for those receiving
the freedom to disagree

the most common gift?
couches in varying shapes and sizes
but for one purpose -
play psychiatrist and patient
whether to oneself
other members
or those just visiting
this palace of hope and despair

come - stay awhile
and believe in Santa Claus again
his real name -
at the top of the page


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09/11/2019

Author's Note: Written at a time when Pathetic.org was a very different place, in terms of participation and interaction between members.

Posted on 09/11/2019
Copyright © 2019 Chris Sorrenti

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/11/19 at 02:13 AM

Those were the days, my friend....

Posted by Richard Vince on 09/11/19 at 09:06 PM

yes, i remember when it was like that. :) thankfully i am still friends with some of the wonderful humans i met during my first few years on here. it would not be an exaggeration to say that Pathetic.org changed my life. :) thank you for commemorating those wonderful days.

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