Untangle Me

You know how every year You open
 
up the attic or closet and sift through  
 
boxes of last year’s stuff looking  
 
and when You find it You bring it out  
 
into the open?  
 
 
Before one can hang the lights  
 
one must untangle the lights meant  
 
for December eyes.  
 
 
Wow!  How did they get so tangled?  
 
I know I didn’t put them in there like that!  
 
I need help with this.    
 
 
Orally, we share a course, of course  
 
In the beginning,  
 
it is only intercourse.  
 
 
I open the door so You might come in  
 
to help untangle my lights and  
 
after I will help You untangle Yours.  
 
But if You’re afraid to enter,  
 
then, alas, respectively, we must  
 
Untangle in solitude and for me  
 
It is not as fun.  
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