Holiday

A hard glare
blazes off of rearview mirrors
dissolving into facets of
rhinestones set eye sockets
glinting once through the blizzard;

She lusts after plastic
custom giftwrapped with a flourish
of aluminum shreds clinging
from the tinseled displays and
nightmares of sugarplums
she wants more;

Arms hung with
bedecked beribboned bags
she elbows through the glitter storm
drowning in tissue paper foam
still wanting more.