Sings Roy

Christmas is nigh, sings Roy
Orbison, and I believe him,

because why not, the guy
sung Pretty Woman. Pretty

certain I’ve fallen for one
again, and why not it’s all
too common

for boys like me. The holidays
carry that certain tune of

melancholy, and it’s tough
because it’s so cold.

To complain about no bed
companion feels juvenile,

but god, it’s so cold. Just
back off, I’ve been told.

Sometimes it’s hard to
obey. Especially, well,

days like today, it’s just
so cold.

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