The Deranged Snowman
Marooned on foreign land, his heart had turned to ice
and the snowed upon man could only blame the weather
Immigrant, militant, belligerent they cried
when he tried to blend in with other snowmen
The children pelted him with snowballs, hard as hate
while their shameless pets treated him like a frozen fire hydrant
Worst of all, were the month-long Christmas carols —-
an incessant din that kept him from sinking into thinking
He felt like a preposterous imposter
feigning passions that were not his own
Instead of the forced hilarity and dreaded sentimentality of this holiday season
the estranged iceman pined for the solitary melancholy of his desert home
Rather than further endure his lamentable predicament:
insufferable scarf, clownish carrot nose and unseeing button eyes
He longed to feel burning sand beneath his naked feet
and lusted after the sun’s hot kiss on his bare face
Deeper still, he was haunted by hermit dreams,
with the mystical words of Rumi echoing in his ears:
Be melting snow
Wash yourself of yourself.
©Yahia Lababidi
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