Columns
XMAS at the Mall
By Pete Walker
Friday December 29, 2006
The Muzak carols waft over the manic shoppers;
they are washed in the christmas blood of the lamb,
as the dread haze of the Holidaze
creeps in on little noel feet.
Starving for the promised love that never transubstantiates,
the abandoned humans pig out
in an orgy of spending.
’Tis a blood-letting of the bank account
and the severed artery of credit
bleeds many a household into ruin.
