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Josh Mac Poem
I entertain the notion of leaving
For a day or for a year
Is really no matter to me
The idea of a wandering star entertains me
Orbiting your thoughts
But never quite landing
Or at least not long enough
To hold your attention
Or your hand
Until the day
That you notice your satellite missing
And you look up
Only to find me
Next to you
I entertain the notion of leaving
And never coming back
To see the sea and smell the ocean
Watch blue skies turn to black
The thought of sadness intrigues me
Much as pain is for fun
I’d like to see someone mourn me
As a friend, a brother, a son
I entertain the notion of leaving
Perhaps just for these words
I entertain the thought of you reading them
The things you wish you hadn’t heard
The music builds to a crescendo
And I wish I could make up my mind
I wish I could do what I want to do
And leave no trace left behind
I wish that no one would miss me
As I wish the whole world would
The thought of being alone scares me
Much more than thoughts of death could
No, I shall not go today
But who knows what tomorrow may bring
I doubt it will bring you back to me
But I guess I’ll just wait and see
Copyright © Josh Mac | Year Posted 2011
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Josh Mac Poem
Poem 1
I'm sick of trying to apologize and
sick of trying to make things better when all I do is
make things worse
and I'm
sicksicksick
but it's still the only medicine and it still
gets me high
so I'll keep vomiting up excuses
to talk to you
andandand there's always something more
It
Never
Ends
Which is just what I said to you before
Poem 2
Maybe you did think of me that day
February 7 2011
maybe you thought of me and maybe
you smiled as
you turned to him and accepted an embrace
Poem 4
What would you say if you read all this?
you probably wouldn't like it much
and i don't blame you
maybe i should just get rid of it
but
you wouldn't like that much either
because once you told me
poetry is part of the soul
but you erased part of my soul
once too
Poem 5
how could your paradigm shift so much as to throw
me
all the way off? maybe
I
just tripped and fell or maybe someone else bumped into it and knocked
me
off and your hand was too busy in his to help me back up
Poem 6
'ladies all this time i thought you wanted me to be like you you don't want me to be like
you now you'll sing for me' said the man who's no longer interesting
and you were always afraid of that
that i was just like you but
really i just liked you
but it's funny how now we
are both the same
i'm sad
you're sad
or maybe you're happy now but you probably don't care much
since i'm not interesting either
any more
Poem 7
What a pair we were when
we were both pro and antagonists
to each other
advancing our story
and creating conflict
and then you wrote me out of
it all
(still in the editing process)
but that's okay i can still
write about you you can still
be the heroin(e) in my tragedy
Poem 9
"if" is such a pretty word it changes
all the woulds and shoulds
to cans and wills and makes our
whys becauses and changes the whole reason behind things.
i can
sit and write if then would you even though i should but you won't because you can't but i
will if you think we could.
Poem 10
three's a crowd and you never
liked those much but when
you're
all
alone
one of
us
could still hear you whisper and it's a shame
because i always heard you scream
Copyright © Josh Mac | Year Posted 2011
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