I
Sat there
Depressed
And by excitement
Had gone
The day
Of the boxes
Is upon me
The
Christmas tree
I threw out
The window
Is now a home
To the birds and the squirrels
I sat home
All alone
I
Walked upon
The snow
Until I reached
The garbage
I tossed
My boxes
Into the gar-
I walked back
Sat down
I cried
364 more days
I sobbed