More’s The Pity

Mia madre
Rude awakening
The screen door slams
Mary’s nowhere to be seen
Wake up, again
The body slugs
Aching for Sicilian shores
Mary, where are you?
I could use a virginal perspective right about now
This could be the generation that kills the myth
The internet’ll do that to you
People used to believe in love too
More’s the pity
They’ll be wiser in their own way
And more fair
They’ll never know what they’re missing
More’s the pity
She was here a moment ago 
Or was it longer than that?
Long enough to raise the dead
Or pull the thorn from a lion’s paw
Long enough to turn water into wine
And reality into myth
And vice versa
Long enough to build a funeral pyre
And set sails to the wind
Just long enough to write a goodbye note that reads:
More’s the pity

Published by mikepowernyc

Named one of New York's Best Emerging Poets 2019, my poetry chapbook The New Normal was published by Analog Submission Press. My novel The Zoo was published by Cacoethes Publishing House. Other poems and short stories have appeared in Subterranean Blue Poetry, The Journal of Microfiction, and Sick Lit Magazine, among others. Other works include a staged reading of my play Digging Up John Barrymore, performed by Dreamcatcher Entertainment, and five albums of original music recorded with my band Late Model Humans.

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