Christmas at Jackie's

it is tremendous in the air
the walls are thick with history
so much has seeped into the wood
i'd like to age scotch in these rooms
the din of preparation almost
as exciting as the sacred event
the will of the day pulled asunder
only love can bicker this well

i remember my first time
collected with new faces of joy
found instruments and displaced jars
expounding more revery into the night
smoke filled eyes taking it in
the future's foundation was poured
under that great east-side star
gathered wisemen, shepherds and thieves

Relatives and friends colliding into one
even strangers ring familiar tonight
trading bourbon for rum and right back around
why isn't someone writing it all down
my skull so soaked in sentiment as to never recover
not even a bloody can bring back tomorrow
what the hell was in that damn stock...
yeah right, gimme a break!

--el vikingo