My Tree

I have yet to take down my Christmas tree.

I have a fake Christmas tree. It doesn't much look real. It's missing some of its limbs. It's bent in a strange way.

Sometimes people driving by my home, see through the window, notice my feeble tree, and will honk and say disparaging things.

I tell my fake Christmas tree, "They see themselves in you. It makes them uncomfortable."

My fake Christmas tree doesn't say anything. I think it's Enlightened.