I ran tonight in a sea of Santa Clauses

Along the ocean and beneath a full moon

Against the wind, I pondered all our losses

Isn’t that what life is? Losing?

What is worth gaining?

Steps, cars, paychecks?

Shiny things to hang around our necks

Houses that burn down

What lasts?

So in the red sea among all the bells jingling

I decided to slow down

I looked and saw that the ocean has no bounds

That enough is never found

Fire is like the grave, insatiable

At Christmas time, in the lights and in a suit

Surrounded by thousands, I feel unrelatable

It’s like the world’s offerings – all the achievements and attainments are fables

So at the end of the boardwalk I took off my Santa suit

I kept on running, with no one in pursuit

I went down to the ocean, went right in

Never mind that it was freezin’

My body lost all its heat

But under the moon, distant from the Christmas lights

In the ocean, I felt alright

Relatable, somehow

Floating with no bounds

Weightless, with nothing

Feeling found