let me see what i can conjure while you call

around to find out about the cake of december - 

it cost all our money but it is really heavy

(though there ain't any for my brother)

the fruity nuts sip cognac

suffused into crystal cherries and drenched

in a brown bed of

off-sweet 

happy bitter

bluesy alcohol

that makes us rejoice and laugh

too loudly (you know, that cake brings me joy)

it opens my eye like a canal for the birth

and i can watch the shepherds watch their flocks

watch the star of david behind my back while

i cry and they drool 

so.

could you please deliver us 

from this fruit cake. and

aleppo,

from us?

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