a thanksgiving alone

the day to reflect

the gratitude of not being the referee chef social director to a crew of don’t give a dam

loneliness in a another holiday alone but relieved to be alone in that feeling and not under the magnifying glass

A day to reflect on my funeral, should it happen that day, and alone is at my death bed in real time.

A day to expose birthdays of passing faces and guilty relations

A day to prepare for the relieved financial awareness of 9 less presents to buy for Christmas and memorizing my what am I up to…..’rap’

A holiday to sit in the isolation of patterns poised in my past and empty in my now.

a Grey black friday to write about the hustle exposed to my private memorial.