Its Christmas And I Don’t Know What To Wear. Poem by Anti

Its Christmas and I don’t know what to wear.
My friends recommend the tight green sweater
The one with bells on
As a tribute to Rudolph the red nosed reindeer.

I starred in my own silent film earlier this week
I starred in my own film, the director
Was a mess who did not understand my artistic intentions
But I starred in my own film this week

My diary is chock full of failed suicide prescriptions
And masturbatory fantasies, the Chinese food arrives
Earlier this afternoon. She understands me now
She loves me for who I am, I shall replenish us all with the

Grandest opportunity known to man. Never stop
Believing. Always believe in the truth
Because you never know what you are
Going to get. Life is unpredictable

In that aspect, it keeps going even after you
Die. Trust me, we are not the vital figures
We say or think we are. This is hard to gr-
Asp I know, but your sanctity can depend on

It this thing known as love. I am introducing
Or better yet, reintroducing an older concept.
I like this one better than the last one
This one has more umpfh! To it I believe

In this cause, can’t you tell? And I will not rest
Unlike you, unlike him, unlike her,
I will never rest until a victory is made
A victory worthwhile, worth the time spent
For an extra line or an abrupt pause.