By Jane Rain
Date: 2010 Dec 16
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That Time of Year Again

Cars flying by with trees
haphazardly tied to the roof.
Houses decked in a nauseating display
of twinkle-lights;
magnified by my tears.
Commercials of husbands with empty grins
giving their wife some piece of crap necklace,
promising to always be there.
(Jealous? Me? Never!)
And then there's you.
Rather, the lack of you.
What would this season be without a break-up?
Looks like we have our own tried and true tradition,
but I think I'd be just fine without it.