I work (slave) at a dollar store

they put the Christmas shit out
in fucking August

instead of a star there should be a dollar sign
on top of the tree

I’m gagging myself on a plastic candy cane

so my manager will see the throw up
and let me go home

and get outta
this premature joke

then I’ll have something
to celebrate early too

Image credit:Dan Century
Daniel J. Flore III

Daniel J. Flore III’s fifth book of poetry is WRITTEN IN THE DUST ON THE CEILING FAN and it can be found here.