ghosts.

[wordsmithery]

wake up to the sound of whistling
gaze up through the grogginess
The Window-It sits there, defiant.
Half-open, the Wind howling through It.

I could close it, but I just lay there
She left and took the motivation
Some take the car, the kids, the dog.
Mine left with a gun in one hand
My balls in the other

-Snap back, I nodded off again.
I can't keep doing this.
raping my mind again and again
With the ghost of Christmas Past.

just something i put together quickly(not that you care).