Broken Toys: A Poem

December 13, 2015 at 8:37 pm (Christmas, Life, Poetry) (, , )

Broken Toys: A Poem

Broken toys on the floor
broken hearts at the table
A Christmas tree bare
Santa asphyxiated crawling down the chimney
dog dead from eating poisoned cookies on table by fireplace
cat dead from drinking poisoned milk by chair
flying reindeer on roof slain by NRA supporter mistaking them for Mexican immigrants
Grandma dead in the snow from hypothermia
Nobody answered the doorbell
All the family was in bed
Visions of Valium dancing in their head
So a Merry Christmas to all-
and to all- a good night!

-A dark Christmas poem
written by Christopher
Sunday December 13th
2015.

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20 Comments

  1. ѕнєяяιє ∂є ναℓєяια said,

    “flying reindeer on roof slain by NRA supporter mistaking them for Mexican immigrants???”
    They better go and see the Optician!
    Poor reindeer! 😛

  2. Nicholas C. Rossis said,

    Dark, indeed!!

  3. anaatcalin said,

    Wow. Dark … May I ask what inspired the mood?

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      My moods go up and down like a yoyo, Ana.

      Particularly when I’m under stress.

      The stress of not finding a job etc.

      • anaatcalin said,

        😦 it will get better, dear Chris, it must. We all have our lows and anxieties, i ve had some pretty bad ones too. Kicked their arses in the end with no mercy 🙂 i strongly recommend the approach. I m praying for you

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        Thanks very much, Ana. 🙂

  4. doesitevenmatter3 said,

    Aw. 😦 Very dark. Very sad.
    I’m hoping your Christmas is light and joyful!
    (((HUGS)))

  5. Hyperion said,

    My dark side found this poem sublime with a humor all it’s own. It’s actually a masterpiece of dark comedy. Even in your winter storm your humor is indomitable. That speaks highly of you Chris.

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      Thanks, Daniel.

      Yes after I had written it and read it again, it came across as dark comedy rather than a strictly dark poem.

      Glad I’m still able to maintain something of a sense of humour even in the darkest of times.

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