Desperate suicide letters
To Santa Claus.
I know I saw the corner metamorphosize.
Misguided and lied to,
Yet still not willing to delude myself
With things that will not be.
Self-serve ice cream melts quicker.
Ring a bell and salivate.
It echoes, returns;
Changes shape and color.

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