Six
Geese A-Laying
Christmas
List.
He
kissed/she kissed
a frog
with a
golden ball
rolling
in from the wrong fairy tale
it was
an egg
rolling
on to the wrong Christmas song
melting
into five golden rings or
flaking
gilt leaves
autumn
into winter
Just an
egg again
that
falls inevitably
– gravity –
out of
one of
six
geese
a-laying.
Egg
cracks open.
A
laying on of hands
faith
healer
sweating
blood
hoping
to bring the silence of snow
this
Christmas.
She
kissed/he kissed
a frog
and
waited.
It grew
golden hair
plaited
into thick rope
as
rough as straw
as
strong as steel cable
it held
their weight
as they
scaled down
the
tower
waving
goodbye to their
green true
love
who
never did become
anything
other
than a
smiling
boss-eyed
frog
unaware
of their wanting
more.
But
they knew a man
with a
bag of magic beans…
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