One step further into my patheticism. Saturday night I sawa baby reindeer in a steel cage. Knit by taiwaneese schoolchildren it shipped to the states in time for the annual festive christmas celebration. The day after thanksgiving, doorbuster sales, weeks one, two, three, four, and five in the advent calendar. Twas the night before christmas, no gift card exchanges. no one to save 10% and open an account on today's purchase. February 12, the decorations layed to rest in the crawl space (except for my white trash neighbors), gifts used or returned, post-holiday winter emotional blah blah blah. and he sits, the clearance rack, 10, 25, 50, 75% off couldn't save him. here he sits, february 12, in a cold steel cage, discarded, thrown to the side while today shoppers pick from the latest pastels to brighten their squalid living rooms. fate unknown, purpose unfulfilled
here i am: relating to a discarded object again.
2 comments:
kevin, you're crazy.
kevin, what's the deal with your picture? that obviously isn't you. is that what you wish you looked like?
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