140 Characters Eat Up the Night

Santa knows he’s off the radar;
NORAD has no need to track him this year.
He is not a green dot, a bleep on the screen
whose location matters to millions of children.
His whereabouts are unknown and not requested;
his sleigh days are over as the reindeer have resigned.
Toys have come to the end of their time; now
everyone wants a screen, a beam to shine in their eyes.
The sun is obscured by blue light. The moon
changes phases, but no one sees past the lines.
Amelia Martens


Amelia Martens

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