Bauble shards glowered
in silver light
tinsel strewn in ancient ruin
Mary sat amongst the broken glass
her arm skewed ragdoll style
rainbows of colour danced
in a cruel waltz
Jamie stood in the doorway
smirking at the mess
At the dregs of his wife
Later a tidy, clean house
Mary’s arm strapped up
Even the gravy did not belie
The undertones of the house that unauspicious day
The chat, the goss - about sundry and all
Jamie was mine host extraw din aire
Mary humbly reposed
The tree naked but for tinsel
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