the reports
listed it as
just another
yuletide suicide
another
heartbreak
for the holidays
a mere blip
on the radar
of talk
of peaches and tyrants
an ink smear
on the corner
of the day
a click
to bait
the tapping fingers
of this doomed
society
while the festive
garland
is replaced
with funeral shrouds
as the frozen
earth
is dug
to inter
another body
in a field
of bodies
that have seen
the shortest day
fall
unto night
a hostile solstice
a ringing
defeat