Empty gifts
wrapped in red—
bows so big
they hide the dead.
Pink poison cake
filled with dread—
ribbons of icing
cover its head.
Balloons blown up
with air from mouths
taped to the wall
so they don't fall.
Decorations
like exclamations—
proclamations
of what's next.
Little touches
on the knee.
Secret glances
just for me.
Carved-out time
with only us—
just enough
so there's no fuss.
Special treatment
with my girl.
Let's go downstairs—
dance a twirl.
Close the door,
nice and tight.
Nobody can hear you.
Yeah, that's right.
Close your eyes, now,
make a wish—
cardboard cake
blown to bits.
