greetings

every time I get a Christmas card in the mail I think,
why do they do this to me?

to begin with I’m not even a Christian and to end with
I don’t care to receive printed messages and
poor art work
that are
a mere formality
by the sender.

and this may sound like dog shit to you
but
Christmas cards are an insult to whatever feelings
I’ve managed to maintain within this
existence.

I furthermore realize most of you think I am making too much
of too little

and to all these I wish a very happy
NEW YEAR

Author
Charles Bukowski
Written
1984
Source
Original manuscript